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Dress down your pretty faith, give me something real Leave out the Thee and Thou and speak to me now Speak to my pain and confusion Speak through my fears and my pride Speak to the part of me that knows I'm something deep down inside I know that I'm not perfect, but compare me to most In a world of hurt in a world of anger I think I'm holding my own And I know that you've said there is more to life No I am not satisfied But there are mornings I wake up and I'm just thankful to be alive I've known for quite a while that I am not whole I've remembered the body and the mind, but dissected the soul Now something inside is awakening Like a dream I once had and forgot And it's something I'm scared of and something I don't want to stop I woke up this morning and realized Jesus is not a portrait Or stained glass windows Or hymns Or all the tradition that surrounds us I thought it would be hard to believe in, but it's not hard at all To believe I've sinned SongtexteAnd fallen short Of the glory of God He's not asking me to change in my joy for martyrdom He's asking to take my place To stand in the gap that I have formed With His real amazing grace And it's not just a sign or a sacrament It's not just a metaphor for love The blood is real and it's not just a symbol of our faith Aus Songtexte Mania