I’ll speak of things that are not,
Believing in them as though they were,
Because my Heavenly Father spoke them first,
In glorious promises that never blur.
I’ll take Him at His word,
And listen to all He has to say.
I’ll wrap each promise around my soul,
Until what was spoken becomes my day.
I will agree with my Lord,
Trusting that He knows best,
For only His awesome power,
Can provide my soul with rest.