What do I know?

I tend to relate the best to songs that have wonderful lyrics about how so incredibly imperfect we are.

My current favorite (and it is to be noted that it has been a current favorite for over a month now. big deal.): "What Do I Know of Holy" by Addison Road. I'm gonna post the lyrics here before I go to bed and then I thought it'd be kinda cool, since I'm kind of a music-oriented person, if I go back through a few more times and point somethings out and elaborate on some other things in relation to my life. It's hard to come up with new ideas for a blog all the time, so I'll do this over the course of several posts. Feel free to comment.

Here are the lyrics, and I strongly encourage you to legally purchase and download it off of iTunes or buy the CD or whatev.

What Do I Know of Holy

-Addison Road

I've made You promises a thousand times.

I try to hear from heaven, but I talk the whole time.

I think I made You too small.

I've never feared You at all, no.

If You touched my face, would I know You?

Or looked into my eyes, could I behold You?

What do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?

Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?

Are You fire? Are You fury?

Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?

What do I know?

What do I know of Holy?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out.

I knew all the stories, and I learned to talk about

how You were mighty to save.

But those were only empty words on a page.

Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be.

The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees.

What do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?

Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?

Are You fire? Are You fury?

Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?

What do I know?

What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?

And a God who gave life it's name?

What do I know of Holy?

Of the One who the angels praise?

All creation knows Your Name,

on earth and heaven above.

What do I know of this Love?

So what do I know of You, who spoke me into motion?

Where have I even stood, but the shore along Your ocean?

Are You fire? Are You fury?

Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?

Lord, what do I know?

What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?

What do I know of Holy?