Jesus. I’m sorry bout last night.
Jesus. We both know I tried
Jesus. Feels like my worlds in pieces
I know you got your reasons
But I’ve got my doubts
Jesus, I’ve got my doubts

When everything that’s right feels wrong
And all of my belief feel gone
And the darkness in my heart is so strong
Can you reach me here in the silence?

Singing these broken songs
Looking for the light for so long
But the pain goes on and on and on
Can you reach me here in the silence?

Jesus. Has the world gone mad?
Jesus. What a week we’ve had
Jesus. Feels like my worlds in pieces
I know you got your reasons
But I’ve got my doubts
Jesus, I’ve got my doubts

Are you there? Can you hear me?
Do you care? Are you near me?
Cause I’m scared and I’m weary
Are you there? Can you hear me?
Are you there?

I have my doubts.




Behind the Song:
I don’t believe in a God who's afraid of my questions. I don’t believe in a God who’s afraid of me. Because a God that cannot be questioned doesn’t sound like God at all. Part of believing is to doubt. To Ask. To seek. To knock, and ultimately to find. Maybe we are far too reserved with our gods. Are our gods that delicate, or are we? This is a song that steps into the ring with God. Asking the big questions at the end of a long, difficult season. This song is my honest attempt to sing into my doubts. -jon