Vashawn Mitchell - Turning Around For Me Lyrics

Album: Created4This
Released: 04 Aug 2012
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Lyrics

Sometimes discouraged, but not defeated

Cast down, but not destroyed

There are times I don't understand

But, I believe it's turning around for me


I've had struggles and disappointments

There are times I felt so alone

Some of my friends they let me down

But, I still believe it's turning around for me


Around for me

Around for me

Around for me

It's turning around for me


Around for me

Around for me

Around for me

It's turning around for me


I can see the breaking of day

God is making a way

A change is coming for me

If I stand strong and believe

There's no reason to doubt

I know He's working it out

And it's turning around for me


And it won't always be like this

He will perfect that concerning me

And sooner or later it will turn in my favor

It's turning around for me


It won't always be like this

The Lord will perfect that concerning me

Sooner or later turn in my favor

Sooner or later turn in my favor

It's turning around for me


Around for me

Around for me

Around for me

It's turning around for me

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VaShawn Mitchell - Turning Around For Me (Live)

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Meaning & Inspiration

There’s a specific kind of gravity in Vashawn Mitchell’s delivery on Created4This that pulls you right into the room with him. In the Black Gospel tradition, there’s a tension between the reality of the struggle and the resolve of the believer, and Mitchell navigates that edge with a precision that feels less like a performance and more like a necessary survival tactic.

Consider the lines, "Sometimes discouraged, but not defeated / Cast down, but not destroyed." He’s clearly pulling from 2 Corinthians 4:9, but he strips away any academic distance. When he sings this, it doesn't sound like a theology lecture; it sounds like someone talking to their own shadow when the lights go out. It’s a direct address to the human capacity to endure. He acknowledges the weight of being "cast down"—that feeling of being physically pushed into the dirt—without letting it define the outcome. It’s an anchoring move. He’s taking a piece of ancient, heavy Scripture and turning it into a rhythm that a person can actually walk to when their legs feel like lead.

There’s a catch, though. When he moves into the chorus, "It’s turning around for me," the repetition starts to do some heavy lifting. In this genre, the hook isn’t just a catchy musical phrase; it’s an incantation. By repeating that phrase, the track moves from a personal observation of pain into an act of prophesying over one’s own life.

Does the message get lost in the vibe? Sometimes, I think the sheer momentum of the production threatens to smooth over the jagged edges of the doubt he mentions earlier. You’re listening to this bright, high-energy arrangement, and it’s easy to forget that he’s singing about friends who let him down and feeling alone. The music pushes you forward so quickly that you almost don't have time to sit with the "discouraged" part. You’re forced to bypass the lament and go straight to the resolution.

Is that a good thing? I’m not entirely sure. There’s a risk that the "vibe" becomes a way to anesthetize the grief rather than engage with it. But then again, maybe that’s the point. Faith in this tradition often functions as the engine that pulls you through the muck. If you sat too long in the "discouraged" place, you might never get up.

When he drops that line, "He will perfect that concerning me," he’s grounding the listener in Psalm 138:8. It’s a bold claim. He isn’t promising that the struggle vanishes; he’s promising that the struggle is being repurposed. It’s an unfinished, ongoing process—"sooner or later," he says. That phrase sits in the air, a little messy and unhurried. It acknowledges that the timeline isn't ours to dictate. It leaves the listener with a question: what do you do in the space between the promise and the turn? Mitchell doesn’t give a clean answer, and honestly, the song is better for it. It just keeps repeating, pushing that belief forward, waiting for the shift to catch up to the sound.

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