By Brad Duncan, March 24, 2014
Why oh Lord would you care about flattery,
That I should sing endlessly of your greatness?
That I should sing endlessly of your greatness?
Why oh Lord would you be honored by my shame,
That I should sing of my wretched state?
That I should sing of my wretched state?
Where is the glory in repetition?
By saying it again I can evoke the needed tears?
Why are fear and shame the currency of faith?
By saying it again I can evoke the needed tears?
Why are fear and shame the currency of faith?
No Lord, you do not take pleasure in my misery.
You are not inspired by the gulf between us
You are not inspired by the gulf between us
No, you have been there, with us in every way
Your heart beats on only one thought: your children.
How will my heart respond?
Your heart beats on only one thought: your children.
How will my heart respond?
To live with gratitude,
To recognize my Father's face,
To embrace opportunity for great love,
To proclaim the freedom somehow imagined by Grace
To recognize my Father's face,
To embrace opportunity for great love,
To proclaim the freedom somehow imagined by Grace
This is my worship
