Land of the Living

Trouble comes when you're unprepared,
It will find you anywhere, take its time, take its toll,
Trouble rises like a spark, leaves you crying in the dark,
It loves to remind you that you have no control.

I would have lost all heart if I did not believe,
I would have lost all heart if I did not believe,
I'd be a shadow grown long if I did not believe in the goodness of my God in the land of the living.

Trouble tell you to be afraid, laughing at the plans you made,
But if you fall, fall on your knees,
Pray to the healer of our land, the Rock of Ages, the great I Am,
Pours out his Spirit like a song on the breeze.

I would have lost all heart if I did not believe,
I would have lost all heart if I did not believe,
I'd be a shadow grown long if I did not believe in the goodness of my God in the land of the living.

I would have lost all heart if I did not believe,
I would have lost all heart if I did not believe,
I'd be a shadow grown long if I did not believe in the goodness of my God,
In the goodness of my God,
In the goodness of my God in the land of the living.

In the land of the living,
In the land of the living.