I Can Do All Things
I've always thought that dreams were unattainable,
Something you wished for, it's kind of unexplainable.
I've always wanted to travel the world,
Preaching the gospel, and telling all the boys and girls,
That there's something to live for, a greater hope in mind,
Than a wing and a prayer or backup colleges in line.
But I came to the place of fear, not knowing my financial security,
Who would pay for my bills and needs, or some other obscurity?
Then I remembered this greater hope I have, and trusted in Him
And all these strange lights began to grow dim,
And I knew my hope would never disappoint,
So what was there to worry? I know I have a dream, and a God that will come through
And if I could have one job, it would be to tell all this to you.
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