When you're on the road
of the straight and narrow
obstacles block your path
Much like a boulder 
in the middle of the way
how do you deal with them?
Do you go over?
Do you go under?
Do you go around?
or Do you go through?

When you try to go over
things will always look good
you're on top of the world
until you lose sight of the road.

When you try to go under
you may seem to gain ground
until you realize
that you are weighed down.

When you try to go around
you think you've got it made
after all, it seems the easiest way
until you realize
you were on the straight and narrow
and you've fallen by the way.

The Lord said He would see you through
and He meant just what He said
After all, it is "through" times of tribulation
that He will care for you..

When we fall, as we sometimes will
and it seems as if no one cares
look to the Father, in Heaven above
and He will be your guide.
When all around you seems to be tumbling down
get on your knees, don't look around
There is only one who can help in times of grief
and he is not to be found on the street.
When all seems hopeless, despair unknown,
call to Him to guide you home
Those of Earth will bring no hope
unless they lead you back to His throne.
The father is loving, patient and kind
He won't leave you hanging, with things on your mind
the answers you seek come down from above
search for them there and you won't be left weak.
He will strengthen and guide you
with loving care...

You ask me what God's love is like?
I still don't know all He wants me to, 
but I can tell you what I know.

You can look at the sky
on any given day
and sense the depths of His emotions
in its display.

On clear spring days
without warning
a shower could appear
just as His tears when He sees
His children in agony
to wash away grief
and anger and fear.

On warm summer days
without clouds in the sky
it's like His love
when He sent His son to die
Pure unblemished love
that nothing could marr
ours for the asking
if we but look up.

On hot autumn days
thunderstorms rise
much like His temper
when His children go astray
storms and winds
and hail from above
beat down relentlessly
until we cry
mercy is ours if we just go home
inside His house
you're safe from the storm.

On cold winter days
the skys are all white
just like the love
continued through night
Heaven is white
from all that I hear
so that is His promise
for all that would hear.

Seek God's love
from Heaven on high
and forever after
you'll have nothing to fear...