the clock on the wall is ticking
toward two am
i am wide-awake sitting all alone
upstairs my wife is sleeping
as i sit in the silence
the pressures of life
are heavy on my mind

i think of the world we live in
can it get much worse


do i want my children
growing up this way
there's never enough left over
when the bills are paid
sometimes i don't know
where the next dime will come from
then the words come to me
through the night into my soul
you don't have to worry
I am in control
you don’t have to worry
come what may
I said I'd be with you until the last day

in the heat of the battle
in the cold of the storm
they can't overtake you
though you're tired and worn

only a prayer away