We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear. We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near. We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love. As if every promise from Your Word is not enough. And all the while You hear each desperate plea, and long that we'd have faith to believe. 'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops what if Your healing comes through tears? And what if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near?