I've got you wrong again, Abba
I've confused red with green
Skeptical if children could believe
I missed your heart in the scenes
You don't care if we use the right grammar
Or have perfect theology
You're not there shaking your head at the details
You're after our hearts, no matter how dirty
You healed that little girl's mouth
And she leaped for joy, screaming I love you God
Help me to do the same, help me to do the same
You don't care if we use the right grammar
Or have perfect theology
You're not there shaking your head at the details
You're after our hearts, no matter how dirty
Even if the kid disowns you in twenty years
You will never disown yourself
Your heart is so beautiful, it brings me to tears
I don't want to miss your glory in my fear