To the architect of deconstruction:
Speak now or forever hold your peace.
Your desire reverberates, shunning passion.
Cleanse these hands; Forgive me of my sin.
Abandon what is lost.
Don't let me waste away; Don't let me fade to gray.
It's His blood that runs through my veins.
Watch as we grow beyond men.
Lord, bless these words, then bless me for your use.
Since when did faith go out of style?
Control never slips through the fingers of the one we love.
Life is not the book, but the pages you turn.
Judge not the cover, but the author alone.
Listen with your eyes, and your open wounds.
Doubt is the witness that can't be shunned.
Doubt is the witness that won't be shunned.
I can't be shunned.
Listen with your eyes.