It Hurts

It Hurts

Acoustic guitar, emotional, crying, joy in the end

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Lyrics

(Verse 1) I feel a pressure here in my chest Like I’m sinking, drowning at best I know this isn’t all of me But is it part of my identity? In this trial I am so scared And I don’t really think anyone else cares. (Verse 2)
They say be faithful, though your stressed But how do I know what enough is? Should I worry or pretend it’s fine? Do I need rest or to work tonight? If I win, to you I sing But if I fail it’s all on me…. (Chorus) I think I’m lost You say I’m found So tempest tossed You’re solid ground. When did I take my eyes off your face? What if my best isn’t enough? I think in this I can’t be tough I tried to find the line from this to you Hoping there was something I could do. But I’m stuck fearing all of my days. All of my days. (Instrumental) (Verse 3) Tears welling up, stuck in my panic I know that it looks like Im being dramatic. But there’s this pain that is so real I’ll fail again, and thus be sealed As the failure in my doubts When does grace finally run out? (Chorus) I think I’m lost You say I’m found So tempest tossed You’re solid ground. When did I take my eyes off your face? What if my best isn’t enough? I think in this I can’t be tough I tried to find the line from this to you Hoping there was something I could do. But I’m stuck fearing all of my days. All of my days. (Instrumental) (Bridge) I’m gonna fail Again. And again. And again and again and again. I guess I’ll cry saying Amen. And amen. And amen and amen and amen. (Pre-Chorus) I have forgotten that my faithlessness Never has diminished His faithfulness. (Chorus) I think I’m lost You say I’m found So tempest tossed You’re solid ground. When did I take my eyes off your face? So what if my best isn’t enough? There’s joy in Him above I’ll trace the line from all of this to you Knowing my salvation won’t fall through . I won’t be fearing all of my days. Cause now I am beholding your face. (Instrumental end)