July 2004 I had to get away and find God. I drove to Charleston, SC to see if I could hear His voice and maybe write a few songs. On the way there this melody started to stir my soul and I scrambled to write on anything I could with my right hand while the left continued driving. I remember crying the rest of the way there......because I knew I was speaking to a deep part of my own soul simply in the first line of the song.
I have to believe that He sees my darkness
I have to believe that He knows my pain
I have to lift up my hands to worship
Worship His name
I have to declare that He is my refuge
I have to deny that I am alone
I have to lift up my eyes to the mountains
It's where my help comes from
He said that He's forever faithful
He said that He's forever true
He said that He can move mountains
And if He can move mountains
He can move my mountain
He can move Your mountain too
I have to stand tall when the wind blows me over
I have to stand strong when I'm weak and afraid
I have to grab hold, hold of the garments
Garments of praise
I have to sing praise when the hour is midnight
He unlocks the chains that bind up my soul
My sin and my shame, He has forgiven, and made me whole
I have to believe
