Em G
Verse
Em G
It's not hard to follow the rules when You're the one who makes the rules, the game, the players.
You watch us scramble like fools. We try to please our-selves, our God, ourselves, each other.
Pre-chorus
Am C
Until we throw up our hands and let You take charge, but You don't take charge. You give us free will.
You watch us scramble like ants; You move piles of dirt. We scramble some more without a clue.
Chorus.
Em G
But I still love God. I love Him for the hope of Heaven.
But I still love God. I love Him for the fear of Hell.
But I still love God. I love Him for the blessings He's given.
Am C
I don't hate the Player; I hate the game.
Verse.
You sit up there knowing it all. You claim to understand our pain, our fear, confusion.
'cause You were once this small. You came down as a Man and lived a life like us.
Pre-chorus
But You still understood how everything was: Yourself, Your plans, and us.
I don't know that You could ever truly be as dumb or scared as one of us.
repeat chorus
bridge
Em G
aaaaah
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