Though the road may seem so long, And the night feels dark and cold, I will trust in You, my Savior, For Your plans will unfold. I won’t be shaken, I won’t despair, I know Your promise, I know You care. Through every trial, through every pain, You are refining me again. Better is the end than the place I start, You are working deep within my heart. With patient hands, You shape my soul, Teaching me to trust, making me whole. Pride may call me to the fight, Anger whispers, "Take control." But I surrender, Lord, to You, Let Your Spirit lead my soul. I will wait, I will trust, I will walk in faith, not rush. For Your ways are always higher, Your design is always just. Better is the end than the place I start, You are working deep within my heart. With patient hands, You shape my soul, Teaching me to trust, making me whole. So I’ll be still and know You’re near, Your perfect love casts out my fear. Every season, every trial, You're the Author all the while. Let patience reign, let wisdom grow, For in Your time, Your glory shows.
