Doubting Doubts - Citizens, Saints

I keep searching for the answers to my doubts

It’s like I’m caught between belief and wanting out

But there’s this promise that my soul just cannot shake

That I am loved despite the struggles of my faith

And now that my eyes are open

I can see that I am stronger broken

You’re the mystery that I put my hope in

The more I seek, the more I find

Don’t want to live like I’m an orphan with no bed

Still I keep searching for a place to rest my head

But I have all I’ve ever needed

Help me trust beyond what I’m not seeing

To be content with all this grace You’ve given

In my weakness You are strong

In my weakness You are strong

Your grace is my sole sufficiency

Your power is made perfect when I’m weak