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The Fear Of God : Showbread

Disfruta la canción The Fear Of God de Showbread, una canción cristiana donde la letra y la melodía se unen para expresar un mensaje de fe y alabanza a Dios.

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Letra

The Fear Of God

Showbread

Dear God, why should I think You’re good in a world that’s falling apart? The flags and lies, picket signs raised high, the endless enveloping dark Now here we sit, drifting further from You, two thousand years on their way out Now here I am, as I’ve grown to know You, still haunted by my fears and my doubts Just a man, just a vapor, just a waste of your space All the good that I’ve done is in spite of myself I’m not sure that I can look You in Your face when I finally set foot in Your kingdom Dear God, what went wrong? We hate ourselves, we hate our brother We so desperately want to find our way, and all You say is "love one another" And little babies starve to death, emaciated, out of breath Unfaithful wives make vows untrue, husbands beat them black and blue Junkies vomit in the streets, writhing, twitching in their skin Sell themselves to die some more, rotting from the outside in Parents steal the innocence from their children, scared and shaking Drink away the guilt at night, brings quiet to the endless aching And evil men boast on TV, swimming in a sea of wealth While misery beds honest men, and lonely people kill themselves And everyone cries out Your name, as the world is raped by selfishness And no one knows the way to heaven, we only know the emptiness And the storm it rages in my heart, and the endless empty roars in my ears My world is coming all apart, I’ve no strength left to dry my tears And through it all I hear Your voice, breaking my heart, breaking my will Calms the storm inside my soul as You whisper "peace, be still..." You place Your hands around my heart, You quiet the emptiness in me A king that kneels, a God made a servant, You set the captives free You wait for me, a wretch of a man, no record of wrongs do You keep You are comfort when I mourn, You are strength when I am weak Jesus Christ, the king of kings Though we ache, though we cry, never break, never die We sing of His great love again and again And His love reigns forever, and forevermore Forever and ever, Amen
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