A Cup of Trembling

Why

Why do I search for the reasons

Never content just to be

Something is waiting and something is near

Not found in battle and not found in love

Of the earthly sort

These won't last

Mere shadows of glory

God

Here stands a man who can claim such

What sort of madness is this

Here in Judea- a land full of prophets

And quoters of scriptures

A carpenter's son has the gall to claim

He is God

The keeper of glory

I'd hoped to find glory

But never like this

See, I thought I could win it

Thought I could make for myself a crown

I would find what I sought at the point of my spear

Yet this man, he speaks so clearly

Heaven, Heaven, and only there

I'll find what I need

I'll find what we've all lost

That kingdom called glory

No! Maybe I just need to grow up

Starting to sound rather mad

Melodramatic, a hopeless romantic

Just like the rabble, the poor and the blind

They follow him

They can keep him

This won't last

And this isn't glory

I'd hoped to find glory

But never like this

I thought I could win it

What I yearn for

Somehow earn more

I'm a soldier and a Roman

And a champion of the law

Yet this man, he speaks so clearly

Heaven, Heaven, there and only there