| I keep searching for the answers to my doubts
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| It’s like I’m caught between belief and wanting out
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| But there’s this promise that my soul just cannot shake
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| That I am loved despite the struggles of my faith
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| And now that my eyes are open
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| I can see that I am stronger broken
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| You’re the mystery that I put my hope in
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| The more I seek, the more I find
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| Don’t want to live like I’m an orphan with no bed
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| Still I keep searching for a place to rest my head
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| But I have all I’ve ever needed
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| Help me trust beyond what I’m not seeing
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| To be content with all this grace You’ve given
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| In my weakness You are strong
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| In my weakness You are strong
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| Your grace is my sole sufficiency
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| Your power is made perfect when I’m weak |