Who by fearing can add a single hour to his life?
What kind of world are we living in, so cowering in fright
That a man can’t walk to the store to buy some flowers for his wife
Without carrying his power – a Sig Sauer and a knife?
Now we’re not here to debate about gun control, that dead
Horse has no bones in tact, a fractured skull in his head
And he’s been dead already for years upon years
So today let me speak to your ears on your fears
We’re afraid of every corner and the trouble that leers
We’re afraid of the cops, we’re afraid of the queers
We’re afraid of the illegals, the Arabs, Latinos
We only feel safe around the company that we know
We're afraid of the economy, afraid of the terrorists
Afraid that Obama doesn't know when he was born where his parents lived
Why are we so paranoid? Why are we so hesitant
To pray for him but not to slander the President?

CHORUS:
Though sorrows like sea billows roll
Even so it is well with my soul
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be my vision, oh ruler of all

If God's promised us he keeps his eye on the sparrows
And keeps track of our heads and every time that a hair grows
Do we really need to fear someone capturing our airflow?
Do we really need to fight sticks and stones with bows and arrows?
You've been too busy worrying to even notice this
But faith and fear are opposites, they cannot coexist
He said that he'd be here whenever we call
And we need to believe that, whatever befall
And not cleverly stall at every wall
That builds itself up against our weaponry, y'all
Put your fears, inhibitions, and sorrows on the shelf
Don't worry about tomorrow, tomorrow'll worry bout itself
Speak now thy wisdom, see how I listen
I'm engulfed in this darkness, so be thou my vision
Even in the face of the most ultimate loss
We're being pulled, tugged, and tossed by that old rugged cross

CHORUS

The world crumbles around me, the waves crash and surround me
The enemy intends, as I struggle, to drown me
As I stumble with clown feet, he pummels and pounds me
All I had to do the whole time was humble the proud me
I'm being passive-aggressive, I have to confess this
My report's satisfactory with capital S's
And I may not be failing but I'm passing with guesses
Goin' through the motions like a bank teller cashin' a check is
He took action and crept, he attacked as I slept
With a tranquilizer dart in the back of my neck
He knew where the rations were kept, he was stackin' the deck
Manifesting the spiritual through acts of the flesh
I'm attracted to death, I'm a has-been, a mess
But sometimes God moves the most when we're shackled and wrecked
When I'm gaspin' for breath and no passion is left
Let my thoughts be on you and take captive the rest

CHORUS