Against the Goads

I fed on lies I carved in stone

(Truth in the shadows)

Fists up to Heaven, feet bound in chains—

Still You whispered my name through the rain

My crown was rust—my war was pride

But You held me fast with mercy’s cry

I kicked the iron, spit at the light—

But the pain proved I was still alive

I kicked against the goads (Fire in the bones!)

Tried to drown Your voice (Still it overthrows!)

You shattered my resistance—with the kindness of a knife

Now I bleed redemption—from the wreckage of my fight

You saw through the mask and the smoke and the boast

And loved me still—ghost, sinner, host

Each lash I hurled, You bore with grace

And turned my shame into a dwelling place

I raged! (I raged!)

But the wind blew back

I screamed! (I screamed!)

But You answered low

I shattered! (I scattered!)

But You picked each shard—

And etched Your name on my rebel heart

I kicked against the goads—And still You came!

Through fury and fire, You whispered my name

No more the fugitive, No more the fraud

I walk in chains of love—A servant of God

You saw through the mask and the smoke and the boast

And loved me still—ghost, sinner, host

Each lash I hurled, You bore with grace

And turned my shame into a dwelling placePt

I raged! (I raged!)

But the wind blew back

I screamed! (I screamed!)

But You answered low

I shattered! (I scattered!)

But You picked each shard—

And etched Your name on my rebel heart

I kicked against the goads—And still You came!

Through fury and fire, You whispered my name

No more the fugitive, No more the fraud

I walk in chains of love—A servant of God