Father, put the blood of Jesus
Over all my children
Guard them when I can’t follow
Cover my home and work
And everyone tied to me

Wherever I go today
Your favor will go there first
Whatever I have missed
Your goodness goes behind me
Catching it all

Every plan against my life
I hand them all to you
I refuse to be afraid
Not because I am strong
Because I know
You’re already there
This I believe…

Written by Chuck Brown