Lyrics to a song (piano) that I wrote a while back, based on Psalm 56. This passage comforted me during a very hard trial, and it still does. My current trial is different, but He is the same God.

Verse:

A bottle in the kitchen

Held a fresh bouquet 

Life was beautiful 

Wouldn’t always be that way

The sun begins to set

My fear begins to rise

Can’t seem to outrun 

All the darkness and lies

A bottle of perfume 

Bought at a high cost 

Could I surrender 

No matter what is lost

And shatter 

My alabaster

Bottle

Chorus:

As I toss and I turn

Tryin' in vain to count sheep

You count my tossings

Neither slumber nor do You sleep  

Strife and sorrow

Follow after my fears 

But, You hold a bottle  

Of every one of my tears 

Verse:

Trampled and oppressed 

By man with a bottle

Watch through shielded eyes

As my world begins to topple 

Despair seeks to destroy

Hope begins to wane

What is to become

Of this bottled-up fear and pain?

The days are so long 

And the nights are longer 

Enemies attack

But, I know You’re stronger

You shatter 

That bottle

Fear is no longer

Chorus:

As I toss and I turn

Tryin' in vain to count sheep

You count my tossings

Neither slumber nor do You sleep  

Strife and sorrow

Follow after my fears 

But, You hold a bottle  

Of every one of my tears 

Bridge:

In God, whose word I praise

In God, whose word I praise 

I trust in You alone  

A thanks offering I raise 

In God, whose word I praise

In God, whose word I praise 

You delivered me

I’ll walk with you all of my days

Chorus:

As I toss and I turn

Tryin' in vain to count sheep

You count my tossings

Neither slumber nor do You sleep  

Your love, joy, and peace

Follow when I draw near 

To the One who holds a bottle  

Of every single tear

Outro:

When I am afraid

God, I put my trust in You

What then, to me,

Can flesh really do?

I shall not be afraid 

You have set me free

For this I know, that 

My God is for me

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