Well, you think you have me.
You think youíve actually won this time.
But, let me clue you in on something.
Yea, you might have caused some trouble to come my way and confusion has entrapped me.
See, I wonít die of these snares and my way has already been made.
No weapon formed against me shall prosper.
So, whatever evil plan you conspire, it wonít work.
The danger you are trying to sneak up on me itís dead.
Now I will admit the weapons they are going to form.
They will rock me and even blind me, for a season.
But, All Praizes be to God!
The weapons arenít my end result.
So send the bill collectors cause they wonít break me.
Send sickness my way and see it wonít kill me.
Take away my family and friends and watch me never be lonely.
Take away my job and God is still just to provide.
I will not be moved by any situation.
Iím like a tree planted deep, down, and rooted in my faith.
For, God promise to keep me and never to leave me alone and Iím standing on his promise.
You need his permission, anyway.
So, guess what?
And God is still in Control!