Wit - I'm The Problem lyrics

[Verse 1: Timothy Brindle] Instead of making excuses and blaming when you sin, face it the truth is: say, "I'm The Problem" My heart's sick as a leper, my biggest dilemma's the sin in the center of me: "I'm The Problem" Yo I'm stubborn and stiff-necked, loving what's wicked, the Judge I don't respect, cause: "I'm The Problem" And it isn't our spouses, though kids are a challenge, their sinning is countless, but: "I'm The Problem" It can't be solved by modern psychology and no, our problem is not the economy Or stopping the poverty it's that often we wanna be God in our awful autonomy It's not my health, or my loss of wealth, but rather that my favorite god is self My problem's me, and my idolatry, and my folly to not see Christ as all I need [Hook 1] My biggest problem, is not thinking I'm my biggest problem We do this thing so often the heart of the matter is my heart is the matter God's image in me is marred and it's shattered ("The sin inside of me is the worst of all diseases!") [Verse 2: Timothy Brindle] Totally jacked up through and through yo, and it's wack cause I'm just doing what humans do Truthfully at the root of you is a ruined dude in deep need of One who's able to renew My biggest problem is these wretched cravings and pa**ions and pleasures that detest the Great King Is our deepest need education? or that our whole soul needs complete restoration! My biggest problem isn't this traffic jam but anger at God and how I lash at man You say we have innocence but our biggest problem isn't even being sinned against But how I respond to their sin, cuz how I long for revenge, shows: I'm just as awful as them My problem's my pride I can't see clearly Hold up, yo-- I got this log in my eye [Hook 2] My biggest problem, is not thinking I'm my biggest problem we do this thing so often The heart of the matter is my heart is the matter God's image in me is marred and it's shattered Instead of pride that leaves you bitter say, "O God, be merciful to me, a sinner!" But once I surrender with my hands up and say, "I'm The Problem" then I'm ready for the answer ("What's the answer? Christ crucified! Christ Crucified!") [Verse 3: Shai Linne] If I'm the problem, Christ is the solution Praise be to God for His priceless substitution The mountain is steep indeed- we can't climb it But God decided to meet our deepest need We like to dance around the truth like Alvin Ailey But God gets down to the roots like Alex Haley I'm looking outside of myself externally When all the while the fire of hell is burning in me Sin's grievous and heinous, deceives us and taints us It leaves us in pain with lesions, abrasions Jesus is famous for bleeding with anguish So we can be stainless with no need to blame-shift In sincerity whenever we're in error It's imperative we remember the sin bearer So if it hurts when you see you're your worst enemy Look to the perfect Remedy who took your curse and penalty! [Hook 3] My biggest problem, is not thinking I'm my biggest problem We do this thing so often/ the heart of the matter is my heart is the matter God's image in me is marred and it's shattered but by faith Christ restored our condition We're justified, which means we're more than forgiven So now Jesus restores our condition, transforming us till conformed in His Image