(God-Wrestler)

The breeze blows by riding down the path
their lonely faces appear, some are filled with fear
all trying to avoid His wrath.

I keep riding, and just look away
their eyes give a stare, they think i'm unaware
and all i know to do is pray

They don't see His Good
They don't see He is forever
Blind to His faithfulness
Blind to His Love
They don't see

I stear my bike to the side
they watch me go, they are asking if it's no
I don't know why I duck and hide

Why don't they understand
how can i reach them all, but how can i let them fall
Why don't they reach for His hand

They don't see His Good
They don't see He is forever
Blind to His faithfulness
Blind to His Love
They don't see

The Lord is good,
His love endures forever
His faithfulness continues
They Don't See

They don't see His Good
They don't see He is forever
Blind to His faithfulness
Blind to His Love
They don't see

They don't see His Good
They don't see He is forever
Blind to His faithfulness
Blind to His Love
They don't see

I pray louder, louder, louder
Lord let them see Your Good
Lord let them see You Forever
See His Faithfulness
See His Love
Lord let them See