Is this the end? Are we in?
Do I watch all my friends just take dives off of cliffs ‘cause their heads are full of questions they can’t know now?
And the weight of the world does not rest on your shoulders.
No, it strains and it bends on the same arms that hope sends
So don’t carry it now! Lower it down!
When faith dies and hope flies, then love must prevail or else this all means nothing.

So carry my heart home, or just leave me alone
but don’t be in between reality and me

If you calm all the waves, and my friends rise from graves
do they still have to die again a second time?
Or will we rejoice when they rise?
Now I must crucify all my truth and all my lies
I’ve believed so many things just because someone told me
When given choice of grace or abandonment, would anyone just walk away?
I’m not sure if I know today…

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Some Days I Don’t Want to Sing (O’ Death, Where Is Thy Sting​?​)
The Collection

The lyrics to this song have kind of haunted me lately.

When faith dies and hope flies, the love must prevail or else this all means nothing.” Bold statement. (see 1 Cor. 13:13)

When given choice of grace or abandonment, would anyone just walk away?” Great question.

This song seems to me to be a call of embracing the mystery of salvation, just a exclamation of frustration with those who waver on their beliefs, or maybe both. I think I’ve been in both places.