Overwhelmed Condition

There comes a time in life where I need to be alone To think about generations or re-construction When my heart is overwhelmed I will trust in the shelter of your wings In a dry and thirsty land where there is no liquidation Hiding from the secret plots of the wicked Away from those who sit by the gate speak all against me Hear God in the truth of your salvation And don't ever let the pit shut its mouth on you Hear my voice in my mediation Preserve my life from fear of the enemy Hide me from the plots of the wicked From all the rebellion workers of iniquity In my condition I've gone through so much in my life I've had some situations loosing control of myself A hand was reached before me Pulling me out towards the light The years in which we have seen the unexplainable The sun and moon endure through the many generations For who in the heavens can be compared to our Lord Blessed are the people who know the joyful sound Hiding from the secret plots of the wicked Away from those who sit by the gate speak all against me Hear God in the truth of your salvation And don't ever let the pit shut its mouth on you