Day by Day

I'm sick, I've tried not to show it I pray to God that no one has noticed But I grow weaker day by day My face is pale my hair turns gray It's hard to find the joy I once knew What has crawled into my bones? Made me brittle, made me old All of my dreams are about God When I dream about God When I dream its about God Confusion is my enemy Restore my soul of faith from reasoning Jesus save me from obscurity From the hour, the moment of grief But I grow weaker day by day My face is pale my hair turns gray Hard to imagine the boy I once knew