Season of trials will come our way
Bring warning of principalities

In this world today
Weeds of worries crowd my mind
But if I'd just have faith
I'd leave all my troubles behind

We grow, or fade, our reaction to the troubles we embrace
We choose our gate, of faith or disbelief

But in this world today, weeds of worries crowd my mind
If I'd just have faith, I'd leave all my troubles behind

If I would only believe
If I would only receive His love

I'd stand up high on a mountain and fly
Then I'd sing for joy to God my strength
And I'd rely on Him as I pray in faith

Illusion or reality, which do you believe'
How bold and free I'd be with my prayers at His feet