My bed at night

My bed at night

by Joel Howard

When the day is bright

and everything is alright

My soul sleeps tight

But when the sun goes down

And it all goes down

My panics are at a height

My pillow is my Goliath

Can I face him?

I stand tall in the face of the giant

I awake now to praise though the sun has grown dim

In the dark night of my soul I ask you, Joel

Can you sleep when the lights grow dim?

Panic and worry surround me

Though God has called me to rest

Panic and anxiety are close now beside me

Can I rest? Can I give it all to Him?

If I can face the giants at my bedside

I know I can face anything when I go outside

If I can face the giants that swarm at night

I can surely face they that attack in the light