Lyrics
If my prayer be not humble make it so
In these last hours if the Spirit waits in check help me let it go
And should my suffering double let me never love You less
Let every knee be bent, and every tongue confess[3]
And I won't get better but someday I'll be free
'Cause I am not this body that imprisons me
I read the magazines somebody brought
Hold them to[4] my failing eyes until my hands get hot
And when the nurse comes in to change my sheets and clothes
The pain begins to travel, dancing as it goes
And I won't get better but someday I'll be free
'Cause I am not this body that imprisons me
If my prayer goes unanswered that's alright
If my path fills with darkness and there is no sign of light
Let me praise You for the good times, let me hold Your banner high
Until the hills are flattened and the rivers all run dry[5]
And I won't get better but someday I'll be free
'Cause I am not[6] this body that imprisons me
Banter
Live Performances
Footnotes
1. I have sworn by myself, the word is gone out of my mouth in righteousness, and shall not return, That unto me every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear. (KJV) Stated very similarly to in the liner notes to All Hail West Texas. (Credit: Annotated TMG) ↩
2. The demo for Isaiah 45:23 was released on The Life of the World in Flux. ↩
3. A paraphrase of the title verse. ↩
4. "near" (2015-05-29)↩
5. A paraphrase of Isaiah 40:4. "Every valley shall be exalted, and every mountain and hill shall be made low: and the crooked shall be made straight, and the rough places plain:" (KJV; credit Annotated TMG).↩
6. "'Cause I am not, I am not" (2015-05-29)↩