Like peering through a window blurred with rain,
Emotions run together in a flood of doubt and pain.
We pray the best we can,
But we must leave it in His hands.

Yet I know when my eyes fail to see, He is able.
And even though it seems impossible to me, He is able.
But if He chooses not to move,
In the way we prayed He would be confident,
He is working it all together for my good.
I will stand behind His word, for He is able.

Questions seem to haunt us night and day:
How could God allow my heart to be turn this way?
Does He listen when we call?
Is He even there all?

Yet I know when my eyes fail to see, He is able.
And even though it seems impossible to me, He is able.
But if He chooses not to move,
In the way we prayed He would be confident,
He is working it all together for my good.
I will stand behind His word, for He is able.
He is able.

And as the night is in wait dawning,
And if it ever fades away,
I stand to face another day.
I will stand behind His word,
For He is able, He is able, He is able.