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Why Must This Be?

Why Must This Be? by Timothy Kitchen Jr visit wwcga.com for more Verse 1 They walk the narrow road in quiet shoes Hands that tremble, hearts that choose To turn from sin though the cost is deep For the one who wakes… becomes the prey “The meek shall inherit,” the Master said But the proud walk tall with lifted head And the one who departs from iniquity Finds the world turns suddenly Pre-Chorus From the dust the lowly cry While the lofty pass them by… Chorus Why must this be? — the humble fall Why do the blind stand proud and tall? Why does the heart that longs to obey Become the mark… become the prey? Why must this be? — O Lord, how long? The weak seek right, the proud seem strong Yet in Your Word my hope will stay You see the tears along the way Verse 2 Two men stood where the temple shone One thanked God for his strength alone One beat his chest, “Have mercy on me…” Tell me, Lord — which man walked free? The righteous robes, the polished face The whispered prayers in crowded place Yet Proverbs warns in quiet breath: Pride walks first… and then comes death Pre-Chorus The poor in spirit softly plead While the full hearts do not see… Chorus Why must this be? — the humble bend While mocking voices never end Why does the soul that turns from wrong Walk this road so hard and long? Why must this be? — O searching light You weigh the heart, You know the fight Though scorners laugh and pass away You guard the ones who choose Your way Bridge Is the servant greater than his Lord? Did not the righteous bear the sword? If they called the Master one despised Should we be shocked when truth is tried? O wretched man — the struggle near The flesh pulls loud, the Spirit clear Yet blessed are the poor, You said Though stones are cast where they are led He who departs from evil stands alone Yet never truly… never alone Final Chorus Why must this be? — the humble weep While careless hearts their comfort keep Yet in the night Your promise stays You watch the ones who choose Your ways Why must this be? — I’ll trust You still Though proud hearts climb their fleeting hill For every throne of men will fall But You, O Lord… You see it all Outro The meek still walk the narrow way Though for a time… they seem the prey But morning comes — Your Word is true You lift the low… You humble the high