How can I be who I am, but be quiet?
How can I be passionate, but reserved?
How can I believe with everything that I am, but get reprimanded for it?
How can this kind of persecution be going on inside church walls?
Every time I feel the doubt creeping up, I feel You reassure me and tell me You're right.
You are truth, You are sovereign, You are life, You are THE WAY.
Show them, tell them, convict them.
I am not their Judge, they are not accountable to me.
One day...one day soon...they'll know.
When they face their Creator, and look Him in the eyes, then they'll know.
They'll know they were wrong all along.
How can I be passionate, but reserved?
How can I believe with everything that I am, but get reprimanded for it?
How can this kind of persecution be going on inside church walls?
Every time I feel the doubt creeping up, I feel You reassure me and tell me You're right.
You are truth, You are sovereign, You are life, You are THE WAY.
Show them, tell them, convict them.
I am not their Judge, they are not accountable to me.
One day...one day soon...they'll know.
When they face their Creator, and look Him in the eyes, then they'll know.
They'll know they were wrong all along.
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