Thus From My Lips, By Yours, My Sin Is Purged

Well, I've got a will, but I want Yours.
I've got a growing heap of crosses and burdens.
I've simply lost heart to shoulder,
Simply no strength to lift.
I've always been a man in need
'Cause I keep stepping in and out of the shadow!
Stepping in and out of the shadow!

Caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is
That keeps me coming back.
I want out!
'Cause I'm getting sick,
Sick from all this swerving.
Driver, sick from turning on You!
'Cause I'm getting sick,
Sick from all this swerving.
Driver, sick from turning on You!

Someone show me a hole in this cycle (cycle)!
Show me the way away, and I'm coming back the way I came.
No! I've seen this place before!
Surely this is no place for the Light of this world.

Oh, how sweet the sound,
I know it saved, but is it changing a wretch like me?
And oh, my God, how sweet is the sound,
I once was blind, but now I just look away!
I just look away!
I just look away!

Stepping in and out of the shadow!
Stepping in and out!

I just look away!
Stepping in and out of the shadow!
I just look away!
Stepping in and out…
My Bride, I don't want to know what I'd be without
Forgiveness brushing these adulterous lips!