I still only see one set of footprints in the sands of time
At my darkest hour
In my deepest uncertainty
The only question I have left is...
What can I do to find You again?
To bask in the beauty of Your presence
All fears cast out
All pretensions cast down
Oppositional thoughts in captivity
Striving to remember who You are
Who is this King of Glory?
This Prince of Peace