And who doesn’t struggle to understand his ways at times? I appreciate the humility and the boldness of these lyrics as a struggling believer speaks with God about seeking answers.
Could I steal a word with you Can I offer you my hand Though it seems your time is priceless I can’t help myself but ask Every term you make is foreign Every breath a mystery It's the answers that I’m going for It’s the answers that I need How can I hope to ever see to understand I’m a broken mind in a broken man How can I hope to understand Even all the angels don’t know They’ve never seen every side of You All eternity can’t hold The majesty the whole sight of You Is it me who forms the puzzle Is it me who sets the trap Though I’ve tried so hard at knowing Maybe you never wanted that I can see my heart is hardened I can see that flesh is stone But I will pray my blind eyes open I will pray my off ears on
“The Whole Sight of You” by Poor Bishop Hooper
Entrusted to the Dirt 