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Questions of the Struggle
Questions of the Struggle
Why does it have to be so damn tough?
Does God really hate me, haven't I had enough
Why does every decision come with some kind of grief?
You would think that a guy could get a little relief
Around every other corner there is a great big wall
I climb and I climb then I slip and I fall
Why like a fool do I keep getting back up?
Why can't I stay down and say I had enough
Who really cares how hard I fight
Who really cares if I try to do right
I spend my whole life being the great pretender
Like I'm in it to win it, but I want to surrender
Everybody has problems, everybody has stress
But my life is one big impossible test
No time to study; no answer sheet
No one to ask and no way to cheat
Why can't I walk away just leave it all behind
Why do I sit here slowly losing my mind?
If I suddenly decided to give up and give in
Why do I wonder who would even care then
Where are the true believers when you need one?
When you fumble in the night searching for the Son?
Who has a word, or the faith to speak up?
Are you saved just to be saved or what?
The struggle is real, the questions are too
Do you have Good News or don't you?
J. Moore
9/17/09
Why does it have to be so damn tough?
Does God really hate me, haven't I had enough
Why does every decision come with some kind of grief?
You would think that a guy could get a little relief
Around every other corner there is a great big wall
I climb and I climb then I slip and I fall
Why like a fool do I keep getting back up?
Why can't I stay down and say I had enough
Who really cares how hard I fight
Who really cares if I try to do right
I spend my whole life being the great pretender
Like I'm in it to win it, but I want to surrender
Everybody has problems, everybody has stress
But my life is one big impossible test
No time to study; no answer sheet
No one to ask and no way to cheat
Why can't I walk away just leave it all behind
Why do I sit here slowly losing my mind?
If I suddenly decided to give up and give in
Why do I wonder who would even care then
Where are the true believers when you need one?
When you fumble in the night searching for the Son?
Who has a word, or the faith to speak up?
Are you saved just to be saved or what?
The struggle is real, the questions are too
Do you have Good News or don't you?
J. Moore
9/17/09
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Questions of the Struggle
Questions of the Struggle