WEDNESDAY's WORDS: 'Man Of Faith' ft. Wayne Hussey and Simon Gallup

MAN OF FAITH

Hey hey preacher man with a bible in your hand
Roaming the wilderness for a congregation  
When Jesus died for your sins, well, he didn’t die for mine
The good Lord knows when an ill wind blows it’s no valentine
You’re holding out your arms
And calling yourself a man of faith
You’re a man of faith
A man of faith
 
All kinds of hunger they hide in the dark
Too many cages keep us enslaved
To sin with silence when we should protest
No chain is strong that holds just one rusted link
You’re holding out your arms
And calling yourself a man of faith
A man of faith
You’re a man of faith
 
He leads me down to the river
An orange moon hangs low and bright
And in his hands I will deliver
Under the bridge and into the night
 
There’s a whispered prayer
that swells to grace
A - man - kneels
A - bell - peals
And a silence falls on this place
Ooo, ooo, ooo
And to the heavens I turn my face
 
I can’t believe a man who never admits to sin
‘Cos we’ve all got darknesses to hide ourselves in
You’re holding out your arms but I see you as a wraith
You’re holding out your arms and calling yourself a man of faith
A man of faith, a man of faith …

(Hussey / Ciravolo) ©2018

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Michael Ciravolo