U P H O L D E R
Sustaining Hope Amidst Cosmic Questions
Lyrics
Glory weaved through sin-scarred earth
Glory is present in the midst of a world marked by sin and scars.
Like veins of gold catching light through dirt
The beauty of glory is compared to veins of gold shining through the dirt.
But all that's been made is tired
All that has been created is weary and exhausted.
Yeah all that's been made is tired
Reiteration that everything created is fatigued.
Creation groans for the final day
The entire creation longs for the final day and redemption.
For all this weight to give way
Hope for the burden of existence to be lifted.
But all still sits in the meantime
Despite the waiting, everything remains unchanged for now.
I still sit in the meantime
The individual expresses personal patience during this waiting period.
Will my questions resound in the void
Questions are raised about the significance of personal struggles.
Will I hear answers through all of the noise
Wondering if answers can be discerned amid life's chaos.
Is my suffering an altar or some cosmic spill
Contemplating if suffering is a meaningful sacrifice or a random occurrence.
A crack in the order outside of Your will
Questioning the role of personal challenges within the divine order.
How much of the wreckage will You use in the end
Asking how much of the brokenness will be utilized in the grand scheme.
How much is random, allowed or intended
Exploring the balance between randomness and intentionality in life.
I'd like to think nothing happens in vain
Expressing a desire for every experience to have purpose.
But sometimes the silence starts swallowing faith
Acknowledging the challenge when faith is overshadowed by silence.
If I only trust You while my world's still intact
Raising doubts about the authenticity of trust amid prosperity.
Is that actually trust or some thinly veiled act
Questioning the depth of faith when tested in adversity.
You're reigning now but still we feel
Despite God's reign, the impact of death and decay is felt.
Death rust all things and eat its fill
Death corrodes everything, fulfilling its purpose.
But nothing is lost, You say
Assurance that despite decay, nothing is ultimately lost.
Nothing is lost You say
Reiteration of the belief that nothing is lost according to divine assurances.
But my questions scream out in the void
Reiteration of questions echoing in emptiness.
I need Your whisper to pierce through the noise
Yearning for divine guidance amidst life's noise.
How much peace should I long for while still in this life
Contemplating the appropriate level of peace amid earthly struggles.
It's clear for the next one when all's been set right
Recognizing clarity about peace in the afterlife.
But I'm still in the darkness awaiting the light
Existing in darkness, anticipating the arrival of light.
And I know I should hope, but sometimes I'm just tired
Admitting weariness while holding onto hope.
And yes I've been blessed just to breathe air at all
Gratitude for the gift of life, acknowledging blessings.
You've given much more and I'm grateful beyond
Thankfulness for the abundance received from the divine.
All the words that escape me in the midst of this loss
Difficulty expressing emotions in the face of loss.
You refine me as gold but I feel like the dross
Feeling like impure material (dross) despite divine refinement.
And I don't know how this works
Expressing uncertainty about the intricacies of divine plans.
How your plan collides with pain
Contemplating the intersection of divine plans with personal pain.
And my fear lives in those gaps
Fear residing in the unknown spaces between faith and uncertainty.
But there's one thing that I know
Despite uncertainties, the certainty that the divine sustains everything.
You sustain everything
Repetition of the affirmation that the divine sustains everything.
You sustain everything
-You sustain everything
-You sustain everything
-You sustain
Final repetition emphasizing the sustaining power of the divine.
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