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Who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, oh, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI see trauma, I see worthless\nYou see something You can work with\nI see weakness, I see failure\nYou see something good on paper\nAnd I've seen ashes turn to beauty\nI've felt heaven working through me\nI've seen panic turn to power\nFelt Your peace in my darkest hour\n\nWhat grace is this?\nCalled me by name again and again and again and again\nWhat grace is this?\nCrossed out my shame\nForgives me again and again and again and again and again\n\nSo who am I? God, who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, still running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nOh, who am I? Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nMm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.86]Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:10.53]Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:16.29]My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:21.45]But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n[00:28.99]Mm, so who am I? Who am I?\n[00:35.83]Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:40.44]A troubled child, running wild\n[00:45.09]Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:49.56]Who says that I, even I\n[00:54.14]Have something still left to offer?\n[00:58.63]So who am I? Who am I\n[01:03.39]To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[01:09.62]\n[01:12.35]Like every good story, you learn from the loss\n[01:18.66]And I lost the plot every time I've played God\n[01:24.47]I live in a moment You already wrote\n[01:29.73]There's proof that I'm someone, yeah, someone You love\n[01:37.12]Whoa, so who am I? Who am I?\n[01:43.81]Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[01:48.25]A troubled child, running wild\n[01:53.06]Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[01:57.73]Who says that I, oh, even I\n[02:02.12]Have something still left to offer?\n[02:06.84]So who am I? Who am I\n[02:11.51]To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[02:19.87]I see trauma, I see worthless\n[02:24.22]You see something You can work with\n[02:29.03]I see weakness, I see failure\n[02:33.53]You see something good on paper\n[02:38.19]And I've seen ashes turn to beauty\n[02:42.86]I've felt heaven working through me\n[02:47.49]I've seen panic turn to power\n[02:52.15]Felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n[02:57.50]What grace is this?\n[02:59.88]Called me by name again and again and again and again\n[03:06.88]What grace is this?\n[03:09.18]Crossed out my shame\n[03:11.41]Forgives me again and again and again and again and again\n[03:20.24]So who am I? God, who am I?\n[03:25.38]Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[03:29.97]A troubled child, still running wild\n[03:34.46]Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[03:39.11]Who says that I, even I\n[03:43.85]Have something still left to offer?\n[03:48.33]Oh, who am I? Who am I\n[03:52.77]To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[03:59.10]\n[04:02.11]I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:09.36]Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:18.15]\n[04:20.58]I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:23.63]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Author\n  artist: Brandon Lake\n  album: Brandon Lake\n  duration_ms: 277000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n  start_ms: 4860\n  end_ms: 10530\n- text: Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n  start_ms: 10530\n  end_ms: 16290\n- text: My life is a story I struggle to write\n  start_ms: 16290\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: Mm, so who am I? 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Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  Like every good story, you learn from the loss\n  And I lost the plot every time I've played God\n  I live in a moment You already wrote\n  There's proof that I'm someone, yeah, someone You love\n\n  Whoa, so who am I? Who am I?\n  Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n  A troubled child, running wild\n  Chasing the glory instead of the One\n  Who says that I, oh, even I\n  Have something still left to offer?\n  So who am I? Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I see trauma, I see worthless\n  You see something You can work with\n  I see weakness, I see failure\n  You see something good on paper\n  And I've seen ashes turn to beauty\n  I've felt heaven working through me\n  I've seen panic turn to power\n  Felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n\n  What grace is this?\n  Called me by name again and again and again and again\n  What grace is this?\n  Crossed out my shame\n  Forgives me again and again and again and again and again\n\n  So who am I? God, who am I?\n  Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n  A troubled child, still running wild\n  Chasing the glory instead of the One\n  Who says that I, even I\n  Have something still left to offer?\n  Oh, who am I? Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n"},{"id":33412081,"name":"The Author","trackName":"The Author","artistName":"Brandon Lake","albumName":"The Author","duration":277.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\nStill washed me clean with the dust on the pages\nMy life is a story I struggle to write\nBut is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n\nMm, so who am I? Who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Who am I\n[01:03.39] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[01:09.62] \n[01:12.35] Like every good story, you learn from the loss\n[01:18.66] And I lost the plot every time I've played God\n[01:24.47] I live in a moment You already wrote\n[01:29.73] There's proof that I'm someone, yeah, someone You love\n[01:37.12] Whoa, so who am I? Who am I?\n[01:43.81] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[01:48.25] A troubled child, running wild\n[01:53.06] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[01:57.73] Who says that I, oh, even I\n[02:02.12] Have something still left to offer?\n[02:06.84] So who am I? Who am I\n[02:11.51] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[02:19.87] I see trauma, I see worthless\n[02:24.22] You see something You can work with\n[02:29.03] I see weakness, I see failure\n[02:33.53] You see something good on paper\n[02:38.19] And I've seen ashes turn to beauty\n[02:42.86] I've felt heaven working through me\n[02:47.49] I've seen panic turn to power\n[02:52.15] Felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n[02:57.50] What grace is this?\n[02:59.88] Called me by name again and again and again and again\n[03:06.88] What grace is this?\n[03:09.18] Crossed out my shame\n[03:11.41] Forgives me again and again and again and again and again\n[03:20.24] So who am I? God, who am I?\n[03:25.38] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[03:29.97] A troubled child, still running wild\n[03:34.46] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[03:39.11] Who says that I, even I\n[03:43.85] Have something still left to offer?\n[03:48.33] Oh, who am I? Who am I\n[03:52.77] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[03:59.10] \n[04:02.11] I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:09.36] Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:18.15] \n[04:20.58] I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:23.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Author\n  artist: Brandon Lake\n  album: The Author\n  duration_ms: 277000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n  start_ms: 4860\n  end_ms: 10530\n- text: Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n  start_ms: 10530\n  end_ms: 16290\n- text: My life is a story I struggle to write\n  start_ms: 16290\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: Mm, so who am I? 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Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  Like every good story, you learn from the loss\n  And I lost the plot every time I've played God\n  I live in a moment You already wrote\n  There's proof that I'm someone, yeah, someone You love\n\n  Whoa, so who am I? Who am I?\n  Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n  A troubled child, running wild\n  Chasing the glory instead of the One\n  Who says that I, oh, even I\n  Have something still left to offer?\n  So who am I? Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I see trauma, I see worthless\n  You see something You can work with\n  I see weakness, I see failure\n  You see something good on paper\n  And I've seen ashes turn to beauty\n  I've felt heaven working through me\n  I've seen panic turn to power\n  Felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n\n  What grace is this?\n  Called me by name again and again and again and again\n  What grace is this?\n  Crossed out my shame\n  Forgives me again and again and again and again and again\n\n  So who am I? God, who am I?\n  Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n  A troubled child, still running wild\n  Chasing the glory instead of the One\n  Who says that I, even I\n  Have something still left to offer?\n  Oh, who am I? Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n"},{"id":34831088,"name":"The Author","trackName":"The Author","artistName":"Brandon Lake","albumName":"The Author","duration":272.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\nStill washed me clean with the dust on the pages\nMy life is a story I struggle to write\nBut is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n\nMm, so who am I? Who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nMm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.86] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:10.53] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:16.29] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:21.45] But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n[00:28.99] Mm, so who am I? Who am I?\n[00:35.83] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:40.44] A troubled child, running wild\n[00:45.09] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:49.56] Who says that I, even I\n[00:54.14] Have something still left to offer?\n[00:58.63] So who am I? 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Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI see trauma, I see worthless\nYou see something You can work with\nI see weakness, I see failure\nYou see something good on paper\nAnd I've seen ashes turn to beauty\nI've felt heaven working through me\nI've seen panic turn to power\nFelt Your peace in my darkest hour\n\nWhat grace is this?\nCalled me by name again and again and again and again\nWhat grace is this?\nCrossed out my shame\nForgives me again and again and again and again and again\n\nSo who am I? God, who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, still running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nOh, who am I? Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nMm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.86] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:10.53] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:16.29] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:21.45] But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n[00:28.99] Mm, so who am I? Who am I?\n[00:35.83] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:40.44] A troubled child, running wild\n[00:45.09] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:49.56] Who says that I, even I\n[00:54.14] Have something still left to offer?\n[00:58.63] So who am I? 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Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n"},{"id":38093997,"name":"The Author","trackName":"The Author","artistName":"Brandon Lake - Topic","albumName":"The Author","duration":277.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\nStill washed me clean with the dust on the pages\nMy life is a story I struggle to write\nBut is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n\nMm, so who am I? Who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nMm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.86] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:10.53] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:16.29] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:21.45] But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n[00:28.99] Mm, so who am I? Who am I?\n[00:35.83] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:40.44] A troubled child, running wild\n[00:45.09] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:49.56] Who says that I, even I\n[00:54.14] Have something still left to offer?\n[00:58.63] So who am I? 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Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n"},{"id":35891102,"name":"The Author","trackName":"The Author","artistName":"Brandon Lake & Nick Jonas","albumName":"The Author - Single","duration":277.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\nStill washed me clean with the dust on the pages\nMy life is a story I struggle to write\nBut is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n\nMm, so who am I? Who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI see trauma, I see worthless\nYou see something You can work with\nI see weakness, I see failure\nYou see something good on paper\nAnd I've seen ashes turn to beauty\nI've felt heaven working through me\nI've seen panic turn to power\nFelt Your peace in my darkest hour\n\nWhat grace is this?\nCalled me by name again and again and again and again\nWhat grace is this?\nCrossed out my shame\nForgives me again and again and again and again and again\n\nSo who am I? God, who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, still running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nOh, who am I? Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nMm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.86] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:10.53] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:16.29] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:21.45] But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n[00:28.99] Mm, so who am I? Who am I?\n[00:35.83] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:40.44] A troubled child, running wild\n[00:45.09] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:49.56] Who says that I, even I\n[00:54.14] Have something still left to offer?\n[00:58.63] So who am I? Who am I\n[01:03.39] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[01:09.62] \n[01:12.35] Like every good story, you learn from the loss\n[01:18.66] And I lost the plot every time I've played God\n[01:24.47] I live in a moment You already wrote\n[01:29.73] There's proof that I'm someone, yeah, someone You love\n[01:37.12] Whoa, so who am I? Who am I?\n[01:43.81] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[01:48.25] A troubled child, running wild\n[01:53.06] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[01:57.73] Who says that I, oh, even I\n[02:02.12] Have something still left to offer?\n[02:06.84] So who am I? Who am I\n[02:11.51] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[02:19.87] I see trauma, I see worthless\n[02:24.22] You see something You can work with\n[02:29.03] I see weakness, I see failure\n[02:33.53] You see something good on paper\n[02:38.19] And I've seen ashes turn to beauty\n[02:42.86] I've felt heaven working through me\n[02:47.49] I've seen panic turn to power\n[02:52.15] Felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n[02:57.50] What grace is this?\n[02:59.88] Called me by name again and again and again and again\n[03:06.88] What grace is this?\n[03:09.18] Crossed out my shame\n[03:11.41] Forgives me again and again and again and again and again\n[03:20.24] So who am I? God, who am I?\n[03:25.38] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[03:29.97] A troubled child, still running wild\n[03:34.46] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[03:39.11] Who says that I, even I\n[03:43.85] Have something still left to offer?\n[03:48.33] Oh, who am I? Who am I\n[03:52.77] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[03:59.10] \n[04:02.11] I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:09.36] Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:18.15] \n[04:20.58] I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:23.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Author\n  artist: Brandon Lake & Nick Jonas\n  album: The Author - Single\n  duration_ms: 277000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n  start_ms: 4860\n  end_ms: 10530\n- text: Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n  start_ms: 10530\n  end_ms: 16290\n- text: My life is a story I struggle to write\n  start_ms: 16290\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: Mm, so who am I? 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Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n"},{"id":35493917,"name":"The Author","trackName":"The Author","artistName":"Brandon Lake, Nick Jonas","albumName":"null","duration":288.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\nStill washed me clean with the dust on the pages\nMy life is a story I struggle to write\nBut is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n\nMm, so who am I? Who am I?\nAm I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild\nChasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I\nHave something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Who am I\nTo question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nMm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.86] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:10.53] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:16.29] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:21.45] But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n[00:28.99] Mm, so who am I? Who am I?\n[00:35.83] Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:40.44] A troubled child, running wild\n[00:45.09] Chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:49.56] Who says that I, even I\n[00:54.14] Have something still left to offer?\n[00:58.63] So who am I? 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Who am I\n[03:52.77] To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n[03:59.10] \n[04:02.11] I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:09.36] Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:18.15] \n[04:20.58] I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n[04:23.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Author\n  artist: Brandon Lake, Nick Jonas\n  album: 'null'\n  duration_ms: 288000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n  start_ms: 4860\n  end_ms: 10530\n- text: Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n  start_ms: 10530\n  end_ms: 16290\n- text: My life is a story I struggle to write\n  start_ms: 16290\n  end_ms: 21450\n- text: But is it one worth telling? Is it one You like?\n  start_ms: 21450\n  end_ms: 28990\n- text: Mm, so who am I? 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Who am I\n  To question the pen in the hands of The Author?\n\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  Mm, I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n  I'm ink in the pen in the hands of The Author\n"},{"id":36460646,"name":"THE AUTHOR - IN THE ROOM!","trackName":"THE AUTHOR - IN THE ROOM!","artistName":"Brandon Lake, Nick Jonas","albumName":"KING OF HEARTS - IN THE ROOM!","duration":284.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\nStill washed me clean with the dust on the pages\nMy life is a story I struggle to write\nIs it one worth telling? Is it one you like?\nMm\n\nSo who am I? Who am I? Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nTroubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I, have something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Crossed out my shame forgives me again and again and again\nAnd again and again\n\nSo who am I? God who am I? Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nA troubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I, have something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? Who am I to question the pen in the hands of the Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of the Author, whoo\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of the Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of the Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.43] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:13.23] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:18.96] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:24.03] Is it one worth telling? Is it one you like?\n[00:31.76] Mm\n[00:33.80] So who am I? Who am I? 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Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n  start_ms: 101750\n  end_ms: 111140\n- text: Troubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\n  start_ms: 111140\n  end_ms: 120380\n- text: Who says that I, (oh), even I, have something still left to offer?\n  start_ms: 120380\n  end_ms: 129550\n- text: So who am I? Who am I to question the pen in the hands of the Author?\n  start_ms: 129550\n  end_ms: 142310\n- text: I see trauma, I see worthless, You see something You can work with\n  start_ms: 142310\n  end_ms: 151670\n- text: I see weakness, I see failure, You see something good on paper\n  start_ms: 151670\n  end_ms: 160230\n- text: And I've seen ashes turn to beauty, I've felt Heaven working through me\n  start_ms: 160230\n  end_ms: 170120\n- text: I've seen panic turn to power, felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n  start_ms: 170120\n  end_ms: 180250\n- text: What grace is this? 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Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nTroubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, even I, have something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? Who am I to question the pen in the hands of the Author?\n\nLike every good story, you learn from the loss\nAnd I lost the plot every time I played God\nI live in a moment You already wrote\nIt's proof that I'm someone, yeah, someone You love, oh\n\nSo who am I? Who am I? Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\nTroubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\nWho says that I, (oh), even I, have something still left to offer?\nSo who am I? 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Who am I to question the pen in the hands of the Author?\n\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of the Author, whoo\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of the Author\nI'm ink in the pen in the hands of the Author","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.43] Picked up the Book for the first time in ages\n[00:13.23] Still washed me clean with the dust on the pages\n[00:18.96] My life is a story I struggle to write\n[00:24.03] Is it one worth telling? Is it one you like?\n[00:31.76] Mm\n[00:33.80] So who am I? Who am I? Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[00:43.30] Troubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\n[00:52.25] Who says that I, even I, have something still left to offer?\n[01:01.48] So who am I? 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Called me by name again, forgives me again and again and again\n[03:09.47] And what grace is this? Crossed out my shame forgives me again and again and again\n[03:18.48] And again and again\n[03:23.40] So who am I? God who am I? Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n[03:32.79] A troubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\n[03:42.03] Who says that I, even I, have something still left to offer?\n[03:51.02] So who am I? 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Am I just a poor preacher's prodigal son?\n  start_ms: 101750\n  end_ms: 111140\n- text: Troubled child, running wild, chasing the glory instead of the One\n  start_ms: 111140\n  end_ms: 120380\n- text: Who says that I, (oh), even I, have something still left to offer?\n  start_ms: 120380\n  end_ms: 129550\n- text: So who am I? Who am I to question the pen in the hands of the Author?\n  start_ms: 129550\n  end_ms: 142310\n- text: I see trauma, I see worthless, You see something You can work with\n  start_ms: 142310\n  end_ms: 151670\n- text: I see weakness, I see failure, You see something good on paper\n  start_ms: 151670\n  end_ms: 160230\n- text: And I've seen ashes turn to beauty, I've felt Heaven working through me\n  start_ms: 160230\n  end_ms: 170120\n- text: I've seen panic turn to power, felt Your peace in my darkest hour\n  start_ms: 170120\n  end_ms: 180250\n- text: What grace is this? 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