Merciful Father, great God of light,
Embue me with courage and help me to fight
The negative forces of what "seems to be"
That are constantly trying to take hold of me.

The clouds of illusion try to conceal
The things that are true...the things that are real.
They cause me unrest when they enter my mind,
For they make me remember those things left behind.

But I believe when I'm weak, then I am strong,
For Your strength takes over when my strength is gone.
I don't have to see them...don't have to believe
And that takes their power to lie and deceive.

When I can stand steady in faith and in trust
All things are in order and all things are just.
I know when I'm positive and think as I should
That You, Lord, just naturally turn things to good.