Michael W. Smith V1 V2 C V3 C V4 C [V1] The battle is more intense than it has ever been. lord, I need you and want You so desperately. please hang on to me. [V2] Another million miles from the truth now I know there’s peace but I can’t figure out how To stop this race that’s taking over me, i’m Under the gun I wait for you to see [C] Oh, please reach out to me Open my eyes to see I’m running from you now Come rescue me somehow [V3] Another scar from fighting the truth now Has left me like a stranger to my need now A masquerade, a game to figure out now A cruel charade I cannot scream aloud [V4] A narrow stretch of road in the way now A heavy load still hanging on to me now I’m in a maze that I can’t seem to get out Without a view from these shoulders of doubt