I once had a feeling, a tingle, a spark,
That all would go well on my pathway so dark.
But feelings, I learned, can be tricky and sly.
They rise like a kite, then fall from the sky.
I thought I was strong. I was certain, you see,
That nothing could go wrong—not with me.
But then I discovered, with one giant thud,
That pride built on me was just boots made of mud.
A stranger said, “Friend, there’s a much better way.
Put trust in the Lord and not what people say.”
That was it. I tried it out, but just a little at first.
I found that God’s Word could quench every thirst.
I stumbled and slipped, but God helped me stand.
He gave me a grip with his strong, mighty hand.
The things I could in my own strength and might,
I could accomplish as I walked in God’s light.
I don’t have to fake it or puff up my chest,
For Jesus, not I, knows what’s really best.
My confidence grows when I live out his plan,
And I don’t chase the dreams of an ordinary man.
I once thought success was all up to me,
But now I have faith in what I can’t see.
For confidence isn’t just go-go-go.
It’s knowing the One who knows what I don’t know.
So if you feel small or unsure of what to do,
Know there’s a God who will walk with you.
Don’t place your trust in a castle of sand.
Put your confidence in him. Then you will stand.
