They question your motives 'Cause they don't understand love Rewrite your love letters Or accuse them of being made up Straight from the dark, it's hard 'Cause the bright light of your love hurts They keep raising up hardworking slaves When all You really want is a bride's heart that works Your love, confounding us 'Cause no one else loves like You do Oh, let your love abound in us Reflecting back the love we learn from you Look for a paycheck As if you needed workers But you give them presence 'Cause a son needs his father You show them how you love And call them to work like You do, oh Training up your sons To be heart-workers like You Your love, confounding us 'Cause no one else loves like you do Oh, let Your love abound in us Reflecting back the love we learn from you, oh-oh Oh, don't let us labor in vain Oh, make our hearts work again Oh, don't let us labor in pain Oh, make our hearts work again Your love, confounding us 'Cause no one else loves like You do Oh, let your love abound in us Reflecting back the love we learn from You, oh Your love, confounding us 'Cause no one else loves like you do Oh, let Your love abound in us Reflecting back the love we see in you, oh Reflecting back the love we learn from you