I'm Sick; I've Tried Not To Show It

I Pray To God That No One Has Noticed



But I Grow Weaker Day By Day

My Face Is Pale My Hair Turns Gray

It's Hard To Find The Joy I Once Knew

What Has Crawled Into My Bones?

Made Me Brittle, Made Me Old



All Of My Dreams Are About God

When I Dream About God

When I Dream Its About God



Confusion Is My Enemy

Restore My Soul Of Faith From Reasoning



Jesus Save Me From Obscurity

From The Hour, The Moment Of Grief



But I Grow Weaker Day By Day

My Face Is Pale My Hair Turns Gray

Hard To Imagine The Boy I Once Knew