God I'm Wrestling With The Waiting Again, Again
My Impatience, A Disease, In This Cage For Mice And Men
They Say "Boy You Better Keep Running" But This Pace I Can't Sustain
My Head Knows To Trust You But The Heart Of Me Is Slain

Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend
Faithful, Lord, The Dealings Of Your Hand
The Troubles And The Trials Like The Gold Refined In Fire
Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend

God These Questions, They Just Won't Leave Me Alone, Alone, Alone
Will This Crushing Ever End Or Is This Ache Now My Home?
Am I A Prisoner Of Hope Or Just The Warden Of My Pain?
My Head Knows To Trust You But The Heart Of Me Is Slain

Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend
Faithful, Lord, The Dealings Of Your Hand
The Troubles And The Trials Like The Gold Refined In Fire
Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend

And Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend
Faithful Like The Tides Pulled By Your Hand
I've Learned To Kiss The Waves That Push My Soul Into The Caves
Faithful Are The Wounds Of A Friend