Sinsational Lyrics

Exaggerated fear of "sin"
so powerful you're on the defense
Thinking fearfully,
'how will this tempt me?'

Making "sin" so wrong you hide it in shame
Cover it up and let it fester
as you mourn your weakness
In the face of "sin's power"

You fall over and over again
to an illusion of fires on the horizon.

What makes you think you'll ever
get off the ground
while always looking down?
Focused on the fall
Instead of the goal

The mustard seed meant to move mountains
Now grows them
Water your faith
With grace and love
Not fear and scornful shame