But the strain that we're in
We're living with no heaven above
Will the weight be this heavy?
Can we bend till we break?
And your grace isn't good till it's spent
I say yes to these limits
But there's a limit to my yes
There's a lesson to learn here
But there's a voice in my head, saying
Every depth has a surface,
Every surface has a depth
Will the weight be this heavy?
Can we bend till we break?
'Cause the rain isn't good
And your grace isn't good till it's spent
I have trusted in your mercy
For your mercy I will wait
As I lift my voice to you
Oh, Lord, would you increase my faith
I have trusted in your mercy
For your mercy I will wait
As I lift my voice to you
Oh, Lord, would you increase my faith
I have trusted in your mercy
For your mercy I will wait
As I lift my voice to you
Oh, Lord, would you increase my faith
Will the weight be this heavy?
Can we bend till we break?
'Cause the rain isn't good
And your grace isn't good till it's spent
