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Lord, take this worthless mite
My prayer to You
Lord, take this worthless mite
It’s how I worship You
Forgive me for the times
I gave it like a Pharisee
Forgive me for the times
I only worshipped me
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Late at night, I know You’re here
I call Your name, I shed a tear
To see Your face, to hear Your voice
I’d die for You if I had the choice
In the air, I see a flap
But I’m afraid to peel it back
I’d see Your face, I’d know Your name
I’d be consumed in the billowing flame
You are the one with the ocean in hand, and
You are the one who has numbered the sand
You are the power that I don’t understand
And dear Lord…
The wind and the waves do as You command and
In your bright presence, no man can stand
You are the power that I don’t understand
And dear Lord You terrify me
They say this fear should not be fright
But I know You—Your dreadful might
When you stand, the sun’s eclipsed
I’m just a man of unclean lips
You are the one with the ocean in hand, and
You are the one who has numbered the sand
You are the power that I don’t understand
And dear Lord…
The wind and the waves do as You command and
In Your bright presence no man can stand
You are the power that I don’t understand
And dear Lord You terrify me
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I don’t believe it should be so easy
To get inside of this heavenly club
There’s no membership card, and no secret password
It couldn’t be Jesus, his blood and his love
I gave some money
To a drifter named Devon
And forgave my neighbor
Seventy times seven
So stay out of my way
If your bread has leaven
‘Cause I’m trying like hell just to…
To get into heaven
I don’t agree that it should be so costless
To escape the gnashing of teeth
There’s no code of conduct, not even a dress-code
Since when was grace undeserved and free?
I gave some money
To a drifter named Devon
And forgave my neighbor
Seventy times seven
So stay out of my way
If your bread has leaven
‘Cause I’m trying like hell just to…
To get into heaven
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I thought that I should buy you something more
So I went to my favorite magic store
I bought some magic beans
By trading in some magic things
And then I planted them in front of your front door
The beanstalk grew up tall, if a little thin
I found that I could climb its green and scaly skin
I climbed right up to Mars
Built us a house made out of stars
And now it’s ready when you’re ready to move in
Now it’s just you and I above the skies
Nothing here to breathe but problems don’t arise
Your smile to me is air
And so my body doesn't care
And there is oxygen enough in both your eyes
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Do You think he felt guilty?
You were his backup plan that day
The Savior was his last resort
As he begged his son passed away
And the shine in Your eyes said
You could steal his son away from death
You asked if he believed You could
With tear-stained eyes he whispered “yes”
But overcome my disbelief
Could You overcome the doubter in me?
You once said to your children
That a seed-sized faith could move the peaks
But they’re still where they’ve always been
Has my faith just become so weak?
But the shine in Your eyes says
You will save me if I just confess
You ask if I believe You can
With tear-stained eyes, I whisper “yes”
But overcome my disbelief
Could You overcome the doubter in me?
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Carving notches in my Bible
There’s one for every sinner saved
These heathens all once acted tribal
But now, they’re not depraved!
Couldn’t tell you what their names are
And I would lose them in a lineup
These aren’t people that I’m chasing
They’re just targets—I’m the sniper
Out-thought a drunkard yesterday
I trapped the heathen in his words
He had no choice—no other option
But to accept what he heard
I know every formula
I know every argument
I know every trick to get them
Into our establishment
So gather round, my friends and fans
And please be of good cheer.
Because today I will be named
Evangelizer of the year
The drunkard wasn’t sure he bought it
But I’d won the verbal fight
He had to bow down to my logic
I forced on him eternal life
Couldn’t tell you what their names are
And I would lose them in a lineup
It’s not human I’ve been hunting
He’s the target—I’m the sniper
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Before you take the words I sing
And make them part of your theology
Remember I am not deity
I’ve failed before – I can repeat
I see you like extra things
Like books and worship songs we sing
So I thought that I would share
To make sure that you are aware
That this song isn’t canon
This line was not inspired
These lyrics aren’t official doctrine
And the views I hold are not required
And if you start devotions in The Shack
And study Narnia from front to back
Don’t leave out the Bible from the stack
Of books to get your life on track
Nothing wrong with books and things
Like devos and the songs we sing
But please listen as I share
To make sure that you are aware
That this song isn’t canon
This line was not inspired
These lyrics aren’t official doctrine
And the views I hold are not required
That this song isn’t canon
This line was not inspired
These words won’t become doctrine
My views are not required
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How could You love me?
What do you see
In a sinner so dirty
And unworthy as me?
I’ve run so often
Away from Your side
Lord, it doesn’t make sense
How could I be Your bride?
I feel like I’m a beggar
And You a giving man
You gave me a dollar
I’ll repay You if I can
But the best I can do
Isn’t worthy of You
So Lord, don’t try to stop it
I’m putting your coins back in your pocket
You’re just so perfect
I am but dirt
Formed by Your hands, and
Your breath gave me birth
I’ll never reach You
It’s hopeless, I know
But I wrote you a song, and
Lord, this is how it goes
I feel like I’m a beggar
And You a giving man
You gave me a dollar
I’ll repay You if I can
But the best I can do
Isn’t worthy of You
So Lord, don’t try to stop it
I’m putting your coins back in your pocket
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Oh Lord, it isn’t easy
What you’re calling me to be
Thought that I could say a prayer, then
Sit back—watch you set me free
But now I see you’re calling me
To live my life so radically
Isn’t there another way
That doesn’t ask so much of me?
What have I got myself into?
This narrow road’s more than I can do
Why didn’t someone say to me
This is a way of life
And it isn’t easy
Oh Lord, this isn’t saying
That I will give up on You
It’s just that I’d been told this faith means
One decision and I’m through
So what if we changed strategy?
And sold our faith on something true
Say this faith’s a way of life
It’s hard but it’s worth going through
What have I got myself into?
This narrow road’s more than I can do
Why didn’t someone say to me
This is a way of life
And it isn’t easy
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released February 6, 2011
