Bound up by confusion, drowned by the waves.
Blinded by my envy, left sightless by the haze.
Surrounded by many armies, embattled by my fear,
Will I ever get the message, do I have time to hear?
I don't seem to get much pay, every day I waste at work.
I act the fool, and follow the rules, treated like the jerk.
I've seen the clues, and I'm about to lose, I know the end is near.
Will I ever get the message, do I have time to hear?
Friends turn out to hate me, treat me like I'm nuts.
Religious folk all shun me, their rhetoric I don't trust.
I'm accused and convicted, my eyes are filled with tears.
Will I ever get the message, do I have time to hear?
I've heard of One Who loves me, picks me up with gentle hands.
He lives in an Exotic Place that i have yet to understand.
The purpose of my life is to serve and love my Lord, so dear.
Will I ever get the message, do I have time to hear?
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