glad it’s not up to me, glad it’s up to You

i can see the storm is coming and all these animals are in the zoo

i’m glad You never give us more than You can handle…………until i remember that i stay confused

i can see the storm is coming, glad it’s not up to me, but up to You

i try to remember how i use to go about………….pretending i could run the show……………….it was utter chaos, because i refused to let go…………

but we have walked through hell together and You carried me all the way……………………i know we can make it through this………..i don’t need an umbrella…………………..i can stand a little rain…..

the storm is coming………………..we need to put the animals in the barn