Verse 1

God I’m wrestling
With the waiting again
My impatience a disease
In this cage for mice and men

Pre Chorus 1

They say boy you better keep running
But this pace I can’t sustain
My head knows to trust You
But the heart of me is slain

Chorus

Faithful are the wounds of a friend
Faithful Lord the dealings
Of Your hand
The troubles and the trials
Like the gold refined in fire
Faithful are the wounds of a friend

Verse 2

God these questions
They just won’t leave me alone
Will this crushing ever end
Or is this ache now my home

Pre Chorus 2

Am I a prisoner of hope
Or just the warden of my pain
My head knows to trust You
But the heart of me is slain

Chorus

Faithful are the wounds of a friend
Faithful Lord the dealings
Of Your hand
The troubles and the trials
Like the gold refined in fire
Faithful are the wounds of a friend

Chorus

Faithful are the wounds of a friend
Faithful like the tides
Pulled by Your hand
I’ve learned to kiss the waves
That push my soul
Into the caves
Faithful are the wounds of a friend