Faithful Wounds (Spontaneous) [Live] Cory Asbury

[Verse 1]
God I'm wrestling with the waiting again, again, again
My impatience a disease in this cage for mice and men
They say, "boy, you better keep running," but at this pace I can't sustain
My head knows to trust You but the heart of me is slain

[Chorus]
Faithful are the wounds of a Friend
Faithful are the dealings of Your hand
The troubles and the trials like the gold refined in fire
Faithful are the wounds of a Friend

[Verse 2]
God these questions, they just won't leave me alone, alonе
Will this crushing ever end, or is this achе 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, yeah

[Chorus]
Faithful are the wounds of a Friend
Faithful are the dealings of Your hand
The troubles and the trials like the gold refined in fire
Faithful are the wounds of a Friend

[Bridge]
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