Where Is My Maker?

Keaggy

Whenever you find yourself
Smack-dab in the middle of trouble
Then you cry out for help
Because of mean and mighty men
Remember just how you felt
So sad, and your worries had doubled
Then you cried out for help
Then you were free to live again

But have you ever said, "Where is my Maker?"
The One who gives me songs in the night
Who gives me the courage to live right
Who even makes me wiser than
The birds in the heavens
Call on Him your precious in His sight

Whenever you were hard pressed
The walls would begin to surround you
Then you cried out for help
Like all those other times before
You said that you needed rest
It came and it finally found you
As you cried out for rest
There was a hand to reassure

But have you ever said, "Where is my Maker?"
The One who gives me songs in the night
Who gives me the courage to live right
Who even makes me wiser than
The birds in the heavens
Call on Him your precious in His sight