Zambroa - A Brook Beside The Way Lyrics

I might break down
It's ok my knees will do
Humbled by doubt
All these thoughts with their barbed hooks

But might
Doesn't necessarily make them right
But their height
Faithful spy see the giants eyes

Love love
Patient and faithful
Love love
Lord make me able
Love love
To will and to do right
To fight the good fight

I can't stop now
By the way, a gentle brook
Cool water rests
All my strife was overtook

The fight
Was the means to make me right
When I die
I find my hopes are realized

There's a pastor on the radio Talkin' about unions of souls
I still could never even imagine anyone being so close
But now there's blood on my door post that was shed to keep it closed
I come short of pure religion because my heart can't stand it's lows
I hope to that neighbor someday that would give the love I'm shown
I hope to be that enemy someday that would give that jerk my clothes
While all of my desires are hindered by excursive thoughts
I know I have a perfect savior who's love can interpose