Through

Verse 1:
How you feel so far away
Thought you’d be right here
How I feel is not okay
But there’s no fight here
I’m looking at him try to breathe
And then I’m dropping to my knees
With apologies
Like I’m sorry please
If I grieved you with my rebellion
I know I almost killed the legacy that you were building
I know I turned my back on you
Like I spit in your face
And I forsook your love for illegitimate grace
But don’t take this out on him
I mean I’m sure you wouldn’t ever
But unbelief it bullies me with all this crooked pressure
Now I look at letters
Put together
From my family and supporters
The ones I tried to serve with every stanza every chorus
And they’re quoting me my own lyrics saying don’t give up
But I’m afraid if I call you you won’t pick up
Hello
I’m falling apart like a castle from a deck of cards
I need you to catch me God

Chorus:
You’re not through with me God
You’ll get through to me God
You’ll get through to me God

Verse 2:
There is a chasm between us
I turned my back disagreeing
With all the actions I’m seeing
I should fast for a season
Instead of fastly retreating
Running back to my demons
I’m done with having a reason
(I’m afraid God)
My heart is hard please come and tenderize
I want to see him look at me with those two tender eyes
I hear that whisper cry
Little oxygen inside
And he’s afflicted
Do something before this victim dies
And the worry holds me hostage but it’s make believe
And the burdens slowly box me in a grave it seems
I’m selfish complaining bout how I feel
I should pray for them to be healed
Are you using this trial to get through to me
Don’t take me out of the fire just get me through the heat
I Just want a future with my son
I pray one day to see the godly man that he’ll become

Chorus 2:
You’re not through with him God
You’ll get through to him God
You’ll get through to him God

Verse 3:
This is that precipice prayer
On the edge of no where
Death in the air
And you’re definitely scared
This that cry from a wife interceding for her husband
Who forgot his first love now she need him to recover
A petition for the prisoner
Tripping on pain killers burned
Caught In the middle a wicked urge
Just return
The teenager estranged who sees anger clear
And rather see blood dripped wrist than face their fears
Anyone brave enough to pray in desperation
Do whatever it takes God to make a new creation
We all bottom out sometimes blind we feel it’s through
But God is not done healing you

Chorus 3:
You’re not through with us God
You’ll get through to us God
You’ll get through to us God