When the storm is raging high, When the tempest rends the sky, When my eyes with tears are dim, Then, my soul, consider Him. When my plans are in the dust, When my dearest hopes are crushed, When is passed each foolish whim, Then, my soul, consider Him. When with dearest friends I part, When deep sorrow fills my heart, When pain racks each weary limb, Then, my soul, consider Him. When I track my weary way, When fresh trials come each day, When my faith and hope are dim, Then, my soul, consider Him. Clouds or sunshine, dark or bright, Evening shades or morning light, When my cup flows o'er the brim, Then, my soul, consider Him.

Ohhhhh, looks like another club banger They better hang on when they throw this thing on Get a little drink on They gon' flip for this Akon shit, you can bank on it Pedicure, manicure, kitty cat claws The way she climbs up and down them poles Lookin like one of them putty cat dolls Tryin to hold my woody back through my drawers Steps on stage didn't think I saw Creeps up behind me and she's like YAAAA! I'm like "I know let's cut to the chase, no time to waste, back to my place" Plus from the club to the crib's, like a mile away Or more like a palace shall i say And plus I got a pal if ya gal is game In fact he's the one singin the song that's playin Akon!