eyes, ears, belief...
I'm a wanderer
looking for the road when the map's there in my hand
I'm a thirsty man
begging for a drink out in the pouring rain
When the hand gives
I fall to my knees and I thank the God of grace
But when the hand takes
my faith blows far off with the rushing wind
I stepped out on the water and sank
I stared upon the bread and fish and wondered what to think
I'm a faithless man of a faithful God
and the world calls out my name
give me eyes, give me ears, give me belief
I'm a doubter
I've had to feel the wounds too many times before
I'm a traitor
turning you in for a sack of cash and thrill
When the cross looks
I turn my head and wish You wouldn't stare
But when the cross speaks
I hear my name as I run to open arms
I stepped out on the water and sank
I stared upon the bread and fish and wondered what to think
I'm a faithless man of a faithful God
and the world calls out my name
give me eyes, give me ears, give me belief
looking for the road when the map's there in my hand
I'm a thirsty man
begging for a drink out in the pouring rain
When the hand gives
I fall to my knees and I thank the God of grace
But when the hand takes
my faith blows far off with the rushing wind
I stepped out on the water and sank
I stared upon the bread and fish and wondered what to think
I'm a faithless man of a faithful God
and the world calls out my name
give me eyes, give me ears, give me belief
I'm a doubter
I've had to feel the wounds too many times before
I'm a traitor
turning you in for a sack of cash and thrill
When the cross looks
I turn my head and wish You wouldn't stare
But when the cross speaks
I hear my name as I run to open arms
I stepped out on the water and sank
I stared upon the bread and fish and wondered what to think
I'm a faithless man of a faithful God
and the world calls out my name
give me eyes, give me ears, give me belief
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