What if the lens with which I wish to see the world
Distorted my perspective, replacing reality
Take the family religion away
Let my worldview change
Call me an apostate
Remind me I'm depraved
Strip me of my morality
Create the context so that I can see the truth
Despite the fear that I will be abandoned
I have not been given over to death
My heart has not been hardened
But I've shed tears of blood merely praying for protection
Yet what would I understand without discipline
And what unknown distress has grace kept far from me
With no contention to bring
In hunger and thirst, I must go on
I've learned the hard way that there is no relief in one-step theology
My vantage point no longer means a thing to me
What if the lens with which I wish to see the world
Distorted my perspective, replacing reality
Take the family religion away
Let my worldview change
Call me an apostate
Remind me I'm depraved
Strip me of my morality
And if the Son of Man must suffer, how much less do I deserve to be exempt
Create the context so that I can see the truth
What would I understand without discipline
And what unknown distress has grace kept far from me
With no contention to bring
In hunger and thirst, I must go on
So take the traditions away
And let my worldview change
Show me beauty in contrast
Create the context so that I can see the truth
I will welcome affliction yet again
I will embrace despair once more
And if I speak
I will speak of the things that show my weakness
In hunger and thirst, I must go on