The Epistle to the Romans (Faith)

Walking on this narrow road
With nothing in my hands
Who would choose a pilgrimage like this?
Some believe we're brainwashed
And others think we're mad
But we know that this faith is just a gift

It's written all through history
In nature and the arts
But sometimes they're just idols in the way
Oh, and way beyond the Abrahams
The Kierkegaards and Barthes
There's a choice that you require of me today

But all my doubts are scattered on the winds
Scattered on the winds
As grace comes to help me out again
I need that gift to help me to begin
Help me to begin
So grace is the start and the end

Oh

All words are rendered useless
All language is destroyed
When I try to comprehend this mystery
You're the light that shines in darkness
The substance in the void
The unknown god who dwells inside of me

So faith becomes my reason now
Like tension is my peace
While I'm living in this world that's not my home
Oh, let Christ be my imprisonment
Like Christ is my release
Bind me to you, and release me from these groans

Till all my doubts are scattered on the winds
Scattered on the winds
As grace comes to help me out again
Oh
I need that gift to help me to begin
Help me to begin
So grace is the start and the end

Normal life is shattered now
Career doesn't matter now
Now I've seen the truth
All my hope's in heaven now
Can we walk this road together now?
Nothing else will do
Nothing else will do



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Writer(s): James Main
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