Hush

	How many times do I look at the sky?
	And wonder what there is to this life?
	How often do I hold the reigns?
	Anxiety consumes me like a sponge,
	Soaking up all my fears and doubts;
	Beneath this smile there’s a scared little child inside.
	Look at the birds in the air,
	The lilies of the field;
	By their Creator they are cared for,
	How much more will He care for you?
	Life is a storybook with empty pages
	The pen bestowed upon my Author;
	A chapter a day is all I need to read.
	Surrender comes with full dependence
	A daily choice to recognize
	This gift of life is in the palm of His Hands
	He understands the things I do
	Before I even move;
	He knows what I am thinking of
	Before it comes to mind;
	Why should I worry about a thing?
	I cast my cares I aside
	To You, You my King. my King.

	How many times do I look at the sky?
	And wonder what there is to this life?
	How often do I hold the reigns?
	Anxiety consumes me like a sponge,
	Soaking up all my fears and doubts
	Beneath this smile there' s a scared little child inside.
	Look at the birds in the air,
	The lilies of the field
	By their Creator they are cared for,
	How much more will He care for you?
	Life is a storybook with empty pages
	The pen bestowed upon my Author
	A chapter a day is all I need to read.
	Surrender comes with full dependence
	A daily choice to recognize
	This gift of life is in the palm of His Hands
	He understands the things I do
	Before I even move
	He knows what I am thinking of
	Before it comes to mind
	Why should I worry about a thing?
	I cast my cares I aside
	To You, You my King. my King.