But the FEELINGS wouldn't let me get through.

First it was FEAR who met me at the door,

Threatened me if I took one step more,

Said I didn't belong in The House of the Lord.

Then SADNESS snuck up behind my back,

Binding my spirit in his attack.

CONFUSION was there to take my hand

Telling me things I did not understand.

CRITICISM came along with MS TRUST,

"They're all hypocrites", said DISGUST.

Then ANGER grabbed me by the sleeve

And strongly encouraged me to leave.

I was then approached by DISCOMFORT and PRIDE

While DISCOURAGEMENT whispered that HOPE had died.

I was shackled by GUILT and MISERY,

And SUSPICION and TIMID wouldn't set me free.

So I left Your House without saying goodbye.

REGRET and TROUBLED asked me why.

I know I should visit Your House again, 

'Cause You've promised to be with me unto the end.

But it seems that whenever I try to get close,

The FEELINGS come and attack me the most.

But God, I know the FEELINGS are lying,

So I can't give up, I must keep on trying.

You have invited me to come

And paid my admission through Your Son.

He is my Rock, my Strength and my Shield,

And by His stripes I have been healed.

So please, smite the guard at the door to my heart,

And tell the BAD FEELINGS they must depart.

Teach me to laugh, to sing and to dance,

And plant my feet on Your Heavenly Path.