Conviction strikes me hard, but I wouldn't have it any other way.
There is no disguise in this blessing.
It's raw and I am grateful, your faults and my faults under His spirit and grace.
The foundation on which this stands.
I confess, you accept.
We intercede on each other's behalf.
Conviction strikes me hard, brother.
It takes the wind right out of me,
but somehow we both stand up together and get on our way.
Brother, let us give praise, even in the midst of our shame.
(With the breath in my lungs and the blood in my veins,
I will give You praise, I will speak Your name)
Let us praise in the midst of our shame.