Lyrics:

Entitled to proof, we cannot bear (what we do not know)
We would rather die alone in disrepair (on our dark hills alone)

Look past our wayward souls that demand the holes of Your hand

God, You know the hearts of men
Your mercy has no end

(There is no reason) for this grace In any place of our lives
We’re coldhearted, corrupted, commandeering our demise
We come
We go
You always know
The pain It sows
To see your children sink so low.

God, You know the hearts of men
Your mercy has no end
Look past our wayward souls that demand the holes of Your hand

You reached down and saved us from our debt
Now reach down and save us from our doubt

Oh how long the saving arm of God