| What are You doing Lord, kneeling in front of me?
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| I feel indignant Lord, that You’d ever wash my feet
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| I’ll never let You see the dark and dirty
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| It’s just too much for me
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| I know who You are, and I know where I have been
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| It offends me Lord, that Your knees are bent
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| I’d rather You be strong and make me pay
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| But this is too much for me
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| You’re killing me with mercy, I can’t breath
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| You’re wrecking me with Your kindness, I can’t receive
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| What am I supposed to do with a God so humble?
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| It’s breaking me
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| It’s crushing me
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| I’d draw a sword for You, I said I’d fight unto the death
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| I’d lose it all for You, I swore I’m not like the rest
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| But then the cock crows and I’ve let You down
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| I can’t face You now… I can’t face You now
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| Bridge
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| I’m a fragile stone,
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| I’m a vow that’s broken,
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| I’m a rock that’s crumbled at Your feet
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| But You still want me
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| You say my love is real, though my love is weak
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| You still believe, the vows I make, I break, I make, I break
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| You still want me
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| You’re killing me with mercy, I can’t breath
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| You’re wrecking me with Your kindness, I can’t receive
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| What am I supposed to do with a God so humble?
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| It’s breaking me
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| I’ll just believe
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| And let You love me |