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When the ground is falling
Beneath my feet
Would you come down and rescue me
Oh Lord I’m sorry, I’m struggling
This time I don’t know what to believe
I want the real thing
I want the real thing
On Mount Olympus I played with fire
We all pretend we’re God for a while
Am I in your family or on a team?
With a man or a church between you and me
I want the real thing
I want the real thing
Put your grace upon my eyes
Place your mercy on my tongue
When my culture swirls like water
Be the rock I’m standing on
I had my sword out in the garden
When you healed the man I struck
Oh my Jesus, would you teach
My clumsy heart that kind of love
Psalm 51:16-17
For You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;
You take no pleasure in burnt offerings.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit;
A broken and a contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.