I remember laying in the dark in my room listening to this song on my stereo when I was a high schooler. I remember being amazed by Sarah MacIntosh’s angelic vocals, and being peacefully lulled by the simplistic beauty of the chorus. I don’t, however, remember being in awe of God’s faithfulness to me like I am when I listen to this song today. He’s faithful despite my struggles and failures. He’s strong when I am weak. “I trip, I fall, and I scrape my knee, but you always pick me up.”