and the pain falls like a curtain on the things i once called certain
and i have to say the words i fear the most i just don't know.
and the questions without answers come and paralize the dancer
so i stand here on the stage afraid to move
afraid to fall, oh, but fall i must
on this truth that my life has been formed from the dust
God is God and i am not
i can only see a part of the picture he's painting
God is God and i am man
so i'll never understand it all
for only God is God
and the sky is filled with thunder
and i'm filled with awe and wonder till the only question that remains is
who am i
can i form a single mountain
take the stars in hand and count them
can i even take a breath without God giving it to me
he is first and last before all that has been
beyond all that will pass
how great are the riches of his wisdom and knowledge
how unsearchable for to Him and through him and from Him
are all things
so let us worship before the throne of the one who is worthy of worship alone.
steven curtis chapman
how can i fear when the omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent God is my Father.
to fear to to take my eyes of Jesus...
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