Laughter, prodding, facetious sound.
Trying to shine true light on Jesus,
all they do is rip me down.
Burning aching sadness rises,
no anger towards them,
no surprises.
All I fear,
is did I fail Him?
I try to share His passion for them.
Rejected, cut like a broken shard.
It's not the words of praise so hard.
It is the truth they disregard.
Trying to shine true light on Jesus,
all they do is rip me down.
Burning aching sadness rises,
no anger towards them,
no surprises.
All I fear,
is did I fail Him?
I try to share His passion for them.
Rejected, cut like a broken shard.
It's not the words of praise so hard.
It is the truth they disregard.