I think it's too soon to write this
I'm still in the grip of the crisis
If this is part of making me righteous
I might just
Need a little courage to fight this
Honestly, I feel a little bit like Job
Though I know he had it worse than me
Facing opposition everywhere I go
Like somebody's cursing me
And I'm afraid
I lack the faith
For the road ahead
I try to follow You, but I don't know where You went
I go to the East
I go to the West
And still, I'm not finding You
In the North and the South
I'm chasing You down
Like somebody's hiding You
But I know You know the way
I go and You won't leave me broken
Through it all, You're making me golden
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So I'll stand up and face it
I got a chance and I don't wanna waste it
Sometimes, grace can be a little abrasive
But if I embrace it, it'll sharpen up my dull places
I'm trying not to focus on how cruel the universe can be
I'm looking for a reason to believe I'm wrong
Like somebody's cursing me
But I refuse to listen to
All the voices in my head
But instead, I keep praying the words that Job said
I go to the East
I go to the West
And still, I'm not finding You
In the North and the South
I'm chasing You down
Like somebody's hiding You
But I know You know the way
I go and You won't leave me broken
Through it all, You're making me golden
Golden
Golden
Golden
When it hurts so bad
When it all comes crashing down
When we start from scratch
See what we can live without
In the end, I know
It'll all be gold
While I wait for that
I don't look back
I go to the East
I go to the West
And still, I'm not finding You
In the North and the South
I'm chasing You down
Like somebody's hiding You
But I know You know the way
I go and You won't leave me broken
Through it all, You're making me golden
Golden
Through it all, You're making me golden
Golden
Golden
Golden