There's a harp in my heart
And only You can play it
There's a song in my broken soul
And only You can sing it
You're so unpredictable, God
Like the rhythm, the rhythm of weeping
And my life still so upside down
But You keep on coming
Coming around
You keep on loving
Though I let You down
There's a cry that I've had
That I could love my brother
Not to look at their race
Their religion or their color
You love those Presbyterians, God
You love the gays and the lesbians
You love the Buddhists and the prostitutes
You're not like us
We always change
You see through our sin and love us anyway
There's a harp in my heart
And only You can play it
There's a song in my broken soul
And only You can sing it
You're so unpredictable, God
Just like the rhythm, the rhythm of weeping
And my life, it's still so upside down
But You keep on coming
Coming around
You keep on loving
Though I let You down
Oh, I wish You would put those words in my mouth, God
To tell the world what You're really like
Not some dead God who lives in some building
But a Father
Spirit who helps us
Yes, that's who You are
There's a harp in my heart
And only You can play it
There's a song in my broken soul
And only You can sing it
You're so unpredictable, God
Just like the rhythm, the rhythm of weeping
And my life, it's still so upside down
But You keep on coming
Coming around
You keep on loving me
