When truth becomes paradoxical,
Do we still trust in the One who is truth?
Do we cling on to the One in whose hands is all truth, all righteousness, all reason?
When the music fades, and all is stripped away;
Will I simply come?
In spite of all odds.
But in the light of You, of You who is God, in light of Your majestic glory and awesomeness, there can only be silence.
Because everything else ceases, and everything else fades away in who You are.
So I will be still and know that You are God.