Woe to you when all speak well of you
If I’m being honest
I get easily confused
If I’m being Your vessel or just making up excuses
To exalt myself
Oh, I need help (I need help)
(What use are these eyes)
What use are these eyes
If I’m blind
To Your goodness and Your perfect design?
Is my security in feeling needed? (Security)
This time, oh this time oh
We're going back to what we know that
Woe to you when all speak well of you
(I know, I know, it's hard to let it go)
My identity isn’t here (My identity isn't here)
And my role needs to be clear to survive
(And my role needs to be clear)
On Your Word I’ll set my mind
It’s the only place I’ll find my life
I keep steppin’ on the trap of misplaced glory
Being any use is half the story, oh
You’re faithful to keep my soul from danger
I’m stayin’ on my toes with all this favor
