And I'm afraid of knowing who I am
Although You've changed me there's still a whole lot of old wineskin And to open up would destroy the me I'm afraid to show
One part of me doesn't want to grow
But I'm tired of this lingering winter
Tired of ground so hard and cold
Plow Your way through, I'm asking You to, Jesus
Lord, You're my only hope
Without You . . . I can't face myself
My pride wants me to hide inside myself
But I love You Lord, I don't want our love put on the shelf
I'm tired of fighting to be who I am
Jesus, make me what You want me to be
Because of You I desire reality
A love for You is what I'm dying to receive
Though I hate what I am I understand what You've promised me
You've promised me freedom in the truth
But I can only face myself when I've faced You
An' I'll be ready to face myself when I face You.
The Struggle, Colors, Resurrection Band (Light Records, 1991 Lexicon Music)
