Steve Camp Servants Without Scars
Here we are again
Broken down in the "promised land"
Lord, what will we do?
We put our trust in man
Put our faith in the flesh again
Took our eyes off of You
We lift our heroes high
They do right in their own eyes
We look to them for the truth
"But God resists the proud"
Knocks us down till our heads are bowed
No one's Lord but You
We tried to serve You without holiness
And it led to compromise
Now I'm saying
Lord, refine our souls
Let the testing of our faith
Produce the purest gold
Purify our hearts
Till this truth we clearly see
We can never be Your servants
Servants without scars
We found an easy way
One that's easy to obey
We turned our back on the truth
That all who take Your name
Must bear the cross and share the shame
The cost of following You
We tried to serve You without sacrifice
But Your love don't come that cheap
Now I'm saying
Lord, refine our souls
Let the testing of our faith
Produce the purest gold
Purify our hearts
Till this truth we clearly see
We can never be Your servants
Servants without scars
We demanded all our rights
In the glare of the TV lights
Ah, we've reaped that we've sown
Oh, but justice cries out to be heard
Till we return to Your holy word
Till we bow at Your throne
Lord, refine our souls
Let the testing of our faith
Produce the purest gold
Purify our hearts
Till this truth we clearly see
We can never be Your servants
Your servants
Lord, refine our souls
Oh, let the testing of our faith
Produce the purest gold
Purify our hearts
Till this truth we clearly see
We can never be Your servants
Ah, Your servants without scars