We long for those magical moments, where God's love fills you

That warm wonderful feeling, where you can feel him in the room

Like when we're worshiping together, with my brothers and sisters in Christ

When his joy fills us all, and everything's just right

He is with me

But what about the opposite? When I'm alone and at the bottom

When colors feel muted, everything goes numb, and I feel forgotten

When the warmth of his everlasting love seems to disappear,

People say he's with me, but he doesn't seem to be there

I cry out to God but they pain still persists

When I sincerely start to ask if I want to exist

Sometimes God love wraps around me

Other times I call for him but he seems to leave me lonely

But our Lord works in mysterious ways

Like a text from a friend, a happy thought can part the clouds of grey

He is with me

Because the God of the mountains is the God of the Valley

That's how I know that he'll always be with me