Copyright, Publishing and Licensing:  Tracy Howe/The Restoration Project
1191 Forest Edge Rd, Woodland Park, CO 80863

Not Proud

He said her name with a slur on the end
You know it hurt but he could have been jokin’
I couldn’t bring myself to step in the way
That’s another war I won’t be fighting

So I turn the radio up to tap my feet
But shallow words keep my thoughts on what I look like
No one seems to mind, they all keep quiet
But inside I’m dying of silence

My heart is not proud O Lord
My eyes are kept on the ground before me
But soon all the roads will end
I don’t know where I stand on death or glory

So I turn to face my cross
To repent of the thoughts selfish and greedy
The beatitude of my former life
Blessed is he who keeps the money

My heart is not proud O Lord
My eyes are kept on the ground before me
But soon all the roads will end
I don’t know where I stand on death or glory

You took my pain you took my shame
Nailed it deep into the wood
You called my name and covered my blame
And lift high my head

My heart is not proud O Lord
My eyes are kept on the ground before me
But soon all the roads will end

I don’t know where I stand on death or glory