There once was a knocking at my door,
A scary rhythm came before,
Of footsteps stepping on the floor,
Coming up to meet my heart.

The moment slow and painful beating at my chest,
Will I fail? Will it end? Or will the Lord say yes?
I'm trying my hardest, thinking that it's the best,
I'm doing my little part.

Then those footsteps, loud and clear,
Left my doorstep taking all my fear.
For God said yes and on my cheek a tear.
God is good to me.