The Problem of Pain by Heath McNease

The Weight of Glory by Heath McNease

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The Problem of Pain
by Heath McNease

Album: The Weight of Glory

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Is it safe to say
Is it safe to say
That only the pure of heart
Will ever see God?

But if heaven's a lie
If heaven's a bribe
Then purity's lost
And I am a fraud

The problem of pain
It insists that you quietly watch it spread
And attack your insides

I lost my faith in everyone I know
They're always out for something more
There's nothing more of mine
To take away except my name
No answers for the problem of this pain

Is it safe to say
Is it safe to say
It rains on the pure of heart
And wicked the same

But if heaven's a lie
If heaven's a bribe
Then mine is a desperate plea
To a powerless name

The problem of pain
It insists that you quietly watch it spread
And attack your insides

I lost my faith in everyone I know
They're always out for something more
There's nothing more of mine
To take away except my name
No answers for the problem of this pain

Is it safe to say
Is it safe to say
That if I wrote darkness on
The walls of my self
The sun would still shine
Your glory would blind
As much as it ever did
And all would be well