Strophe 1
[E9]Scorn the use of Jesus [C#m]name, bid farewell to guilt and [D]shame,
You assault me with the [A]lie, as I just stand idly [E9]by;
I will scream for earthly [C#m]things, but won’t whisper for the [D]King,
You are right the Truth is [A]dead, when I keep it in my [E9]head.

Refrain
[E]Why am [C#m]I afraid of [B]livin’ out the [A]Truth?
[E]When I am [C#m]dying of my [B]sin sweetened [A]tooth;
[E]Though I [C#m]fall I’ll never [B]fall away from [A]You, so
[E]Why am [C#m]I afraid of [B]living out the [A]Truth?

Strophe 2
[E9]I forsake my Savior’s [C#m]might, as I push Him from my [D]sight,
All alone I choose to [A]stay, hidden deep within my [E9]cave;
Could I leave and face the [C#m]storm with a faith that’s so luke[D]warm?
It’s a fence too thin to [A]ride, hot or cold I must de[E9]cide.