“He Wakes Over Me” is the international English release of my Afrikaans song “Hy Waak Oor My.” I created it for friends and listeners who don’t understand Afrikaans but still need the message — because the promise behind this song doesn’t belong to one language. It belongs to every weary heart.

Psalm 121 has always felt like a road song to me. Not something you sing after everything is fixed, but something you sing while you’re still walking — still tired, still uncertain, still trying to stay steady. That’s why the imagery is grounded: a quiet road under fading lights, long gravel stretches between small towns, distant lights on the horizon, and that moment when the world feels bigger than your breath.

The song was born out of the kind of week where your body is tired but your mind won’t slow down. You do that familiar scan — left and right — looking for certainty, looking for something to hold onto, looking for someone to say, “You’re safe.” And you realize how anxiety tries to drag tomorrow into today: solve everything now, carry everything now, predict everything now.

This is where Psalm 121 becomes shelter. It doesn’t promise the world will suddenly go quiet. It promises God does not drift. He doesn’t lose focus. He doesn’t fall asleep while you wrestle through the night hours. The chorus is intentionally repetitive because fear repeats itself. Thoughts loop. So I needed a truth that could outlast the loop: He watches over me.

I kept the Karoo atmosphere in the lyric because the Karoo teaches you to look up. The horizon is wide and honest. You feel small — but in a healing way — because you remember: you were never meant to carry the sky. God does. And yet He still holds your heart.