"God Does" lyrics

"God Does"

Some days the devil baits a hook to see if I will bite
A lot of times it feels like I just can't do right
But I know that God does
Well I know that God does

Some days waking up for me alone is such a chore
Sometimes I don't have the strength to go on anymore
But I know that God does
Well I know that God does

Wherever I'm lacking
It's He who makes me whole
Shining through the darkness
Cleaning out my soul
While I'm fighting daily battles
On Him I can depend
When I open up my heart
And let Him in

When the temperature is rising and patience wearing thin
And I don't have what it takes to cool back down again
But I know that God does
I know that God does

When the rain just keeps on pouring and I can't see the road
Even with a map sometimes I don't know where to go
But I know that God does
I know that God does

Wherever I'm lacking
It's He who makes me whole
Shining through the darkness
Cleaning out my soul
While I'm fighting daily battles
On Him I can depend
When I open up my heart
And let Him in

When I lie awake at night fed up with myself
And wonder if I'm good enough for me or someone else
But I know that God does
Well I know that God does


Writer(s): Drew Nix
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