Walk With a Limp Lyrics by Believin Stephen on “The Suffering Servant”

First Verse

This place it is dark, coming straight from the heart

I’m way off the mark, fear breaks me apart

She blocked my number; said that I’m crazy

I should know I’m not, instead I’m like, “maybe”

Maybe she’s right but then, maybe she’s wrong

My faith is in Christ so I’m makin a song

All this pain inside, but He’s healin the wounds

It’s gonna get better tho, I’m feelin it soon

Feelin a breakthrough; make moves

Faith moves mountains; I stay blue poutin

Great truths..doubtin, but wait you countin

My sins no more I praise you shoutin

You give mad grace it sprays through fountains

You died for my sins; the date, two thousand

Years ago, hear the flow of this broken vessel

I walk wit a limp, it shows we’ve wrestled

HOOK:

I walk with a limp it shows we’ve wrestled

I walk with a limp it shows we’ve wrestled

I walk with a limp it shows we’ve wrestled

Shows we’ve wrestled, shows we’ve wrestled

 

Second Verse

Yea cannon, I’m a broken vessel

And many times my life is lonely….stressful

How’s the walk going? I ‘ll offer a hint

I struggle a lot, man I walk with a limp

Fallin in sin, again fell down in a pit,

Drownin in it, I’m countin it quits

Sin’s rulin me, hear the sound of the whip

But I hate when I sin, I’m pounding my fist

Surrounded by lists and thoughts of my failures

Losin my breath, but lost my inhaler

Not forsaking the Bible, but hatin the cycle

Of playing with idols, and painful denial

Not makin disciples, I feel so dirty

I have knowledge but wanna know mercy

Instead of guilt and shame that fills the brain

I wanna meet Christ who was killed and slained!

HOOK:

I walk with a limp it shows we’ve wrestled

I walk with a limp it shows we’ve wrestled

I walk with a limp it shows we’ve wrestled

Shows we’ve wrestled, shows we’ve wrestled

Third Verse

Sin is wack, I know it is toxic

God wrestled with Jacob, injured his hip socket

But Jacob continued to fight

Even though he was bein pinned by his might

“I won’t let you go unless you bless me

Without the blessing I’ll be proved empty”

(God speaking now) “Because you wrestled with God and prevailed

You shall not be called Jacob but Israel!”

In the future every gimp step he would take

Would remind him of his dependence on grace

And this is something we all have in common

In a fallen world with thousands of problems

But God He is sovereign, His grace is sufficient

Lord hear our cry!! Our faith it is slippin!

Whether sin or injury or wicked iniquity

Let’s walk with a limp, He’s givin the victory!

Whether sin or injury or wicked iniquity

Let’s walk with a limp, He’s givin the victory!

 

Scratches at end by Average Joe (artists sampled: Braille and Phanatik)