I still see You in it
Though I squint through some years of hurt
And there's some good presbyters
Some parts insincere
And a whole lot that makes me squirm
But I still see You in
Though it don't always seem overt
Those divine profiteers
With perfect veneers
And somehow You use their words
I've been blessed and I been cursed
I've been healed and I been hurt
But for better or for worse I'm still here singing
I've been lost and I been found
I've been raised up and knocked back down
Probably should have left by now
Thank God I didn't
'Cause I still see You in it
In the searcher who finds a seat
And every grandma in the kitchen
And the parking assistants
And Francis the volunteer
I still see You in it
In the hours spent behind the scenes
And every pastor who's seeking and praying in secret
Just hoping for one to believe, singing
I've been blessed and I've been cursed
I've been healed and I've been hurt
But for better or for worse I'm still here singing
I've had sermons make me cry
Seen bad men saved and best friends fired
Kinda lost my appetite
There for a minute
But I still see You in it
I've been blessed and I been cursed
I've been healed and I been hurt
But for better or for worse I'm still here singing
I've heard truth, and I've heard lies
Had the wool cover both my eyes
Seen the best and worst entwined both bride and business
But I still see You in it
