The Fear Of God - Showbread

The Fear Of God - Showbread

Альбом
The Fear Of God
Год
2008
Язык
`English`
Длительность
380440

Below is the lyrics of the song The Fear Of God , artist - Showbread with translation

Lyrics " The Fear Of God "

Original text with translation

The Fear Of God

Showbread

Dear God, why should I think You’re good

In a world that’s falling apart?

The flags and lies, picket signs raised high

The endless enveloping dark

Now here we sit, drifting further from You

Two thousand years on their way out

Now here I am as I’ve grown to know You

Still haunted by my fears and my doubts

Just a man, just a vapor, just a waste of Your space

All the good that I’ve done is in spite of myself

I’m not sure that I can look You in your face

When I finally set foot in Your kingdom

Dear God, what went wrong?

We hate ourselves, we hate our brother

We so desperately want to find our way

And all You say is, «Love one another»

And little babies starve to death

Emaciated, out of breath

Unfaithful wives make vows untrue

Husbands beat them black and blue

Junkies vomit in the streets

Writhing twitching in their skin

Sell themselves to die some more

Rotting from the outside in

Parents steal the innocence

From their children, scared and shaking

Drink away the guilt at night

Brings quiet to the endless aching

And evil men boast on TV

Swimming in a sea of wealth

While misery beds honest men

And lonely people kill themselves

And everyone cries out your name

As the world is raped by selfishness

And no one knows the way to heaven

We only know the emptiness

And the storm, it rages in my heart

And the endless empty roars in my ears

My world is coming all apart

I’ve no strength left to dry my tears

And through it all I hear Your voice

Breaking my heart, breaking my will

Calms the storm inside my soul

As You whisper, «Peace, be still»

You place Your hands around my heart

You quiet the emptiness in me

A King that kneels, a God made a servant

You set the captives free

You wait for me, a wretch of a man

No record of wrongs do You keep

You are comfort when I mourn

You are strength when I am weak

Jesus Christ, the King of kings

Though we ache, though we cry, never break, never die

We sing of His great love again and again

And His love reigns forever and forevermore

Forever and ever, Amen

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