I lived my life for a while,
Asking for signs to believe in
God played defense in my trial,
Quietly hanging there bleeding
While I cast lots for his robe,
While I point my bloody finger
He pays debts that I owe,
He say's father forgive them
I used to ask for a sign to believe in,
But he never gave me a reason to ever doubt him.
Give me one reason to doubt He is Messiah
Give me one reason to doubt He is alive
Give me one reason to doubt I am the apple of His eye
I see the faith of our fathers
Abraham, Isaac and Jacob
They never saw what was promised
But they never once felt forsaken
Through fire, famine, and sword
Tribulation and war
They never asked for signs to believe in
So tell me how we stand in judgment and ever doubt him?
