I will not exist in uncertainty
Constantly pleading for more evidence
With every touch I question further
Until the death of trust is imminent
How do I know You are here
When I can't feel
When You hide Your face
When all is desolate
I will not give in
I will still trust You to sustain me
By Your grace I live
Holding on to nothing I can see
This grace surpasses intellect
Liberating my mind to trust and believe
I proceed without reassurance
A blind beginning to see
I know You are still here
When I can't feel
When You hide Your face
When all is desperate
I will not give in
I will still trust You to sustain me
By Your grace I live
Holding on to nothing I can see
Holding on to nothing I can see
My world is shifting
My grip is slipping
All I knew had to collapse
For all things new to come to pass