This world is grinding me down The faith I've got seems so thin I know exactly how I want to live But I crumble so fast, there's no discipline My weakness is my downfall But I only got myself to blame So two-faced and hypocritical Am I worthy to bear Your name?
This struggle I embrace Strength to run the human race Christ is worth twice the pain Of life against the grain Forgetting what is behind We press on toward the goal Striving for what's ahead We take hold (of this struggle)
I think about how He suffered And how His sweat was like drops of blood Then I see how quickly I'm broken And how fast I lose my faith in the flood Of dissipation, temptation, frustration, I fall on my knees This pitiful celebration of self, it's got to cease
(How many times have I walked this ground? With repentance on my lips?) God how long will You strive with my selfishness? (How many times have I turned my back? To fill my heart with nothing?) Father, You never forsake me You gave Your life, I'll do the same We struggle on
(Forget!) what is behind (Press on!) toward the goal (Strive!) for what's ahead We take hold (of this struggle!)
The pride and the greed, the selfish sense of need The anger unjustified and self-righteous conceit The pitiful self-indulgence, the lack of self-control The self centered motives and the trip of the ego It's time to rise, confront and crucify It's time I start to live, it's time "I" finally died See, self is the thing you've got to kill for the King There ain't room for the two within you. That's the truth
Day in, day out, the sun rises and sets Pages turn in the life of ours, and we can't count the regrets Given free will to chose the path of life Or to wallow in our failure From this point we'll struggle on And never take our eyes from the FatherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
