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Awakening
Dress down your pretty faith, give me something real
Leave out the Thee and Thou and speak to me now
Speak to my pain and confusion
Speak through my fears and my pride
Speak to the part of me that knows I'm something deep down inside
I know that I'm not perfect, but compare me to most
In a world of hurt in a world of anger I think I'm holding my own
And I know that you've said there is more to life
No I am not satisfied
But there are mornings I wake up and I'm just thankful to be alive
I've known now for quite a while that I am not whole
I've remembered the body and the mind, but dissected my soul
Now something inside is awakening
Like a dream I once had and forgot
And it's something I'm scared of and something I don't want to stop
I woke up this morning and realized
Jesus is not a portrait
Or stained glass windows
Or hymns
Or all the tradition that surrounds us
I thought it would be hard to believe in, but it's not hard at all
To believe I've sinned
And fallen short
Of the glory of God
He's not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom
He's asking to take my place
To stand in the gap that I have formed
With His real amazing grace
And it's not just a sign or a sacrament
It's not just a metaphor for love
The blood is real and it's not just a symbol of our faith
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The blood is real and it's not just a symbol of our faith
It's not just a metaphor for love
And it's not just a sign or a sacrament
With His real amazing grace
To stand in the gap that I have formed
He's asking to take my place
He's not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom
Of the glory of God
And fallen short
To believe I've sinned
I thought it would be hard to believe in, but it's not hard at all
Or all the tradition that surrounds us
Or hymns
Or stained glass windows
Jesus is not a portrait
I woke up this morning and realized
And it's something I'm scared of and something I don't want to stop
Like a dream I once had and forgot
Now something inside is awakening
I've remembered the body and the mind, but dissected my soul
I've known now for quite a while that I am not whole
But there are mornings I wake up and I'm just thankful to be alive
No I am not satisfied
And I know that you've said there is more to life
In a world of hurt in a world of anger I think I'm holding my own
I know that I'm not perfect, but compare me to most
Speak to the part of me that knows I'm something deep down inside
Speak through my fears and my pride
Speak to my pain and confusion
Leave out the Thee and Thou and speak to me now
Dress down your pretty faith, give me something real
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