Figured Out

You'd think we'd have it figured out

With 2000 years of practising

And we give you little cause to doubt

Just listen to the pretty songs we sing

You'd think we'd have it figured out

All dressed up in

Sunday morning chique

Our choir would make any pastor proud and our altar call's quite busy from week to week

But if God's so big how can we think that we have him figured out

No we can't reign in the one who reigns

And his majesty can't be contained

Cause he's more than everything we think we've found

We don't have him figured out

You'd think we'd have it figured out

If you heard how well that we can preach

We always seem to pull a crowd

And they're always smiling when they leave

You'd think we'd know better by now

That God is not relying on our plans

He doesn't need our paper crowns

Cause he holds the world in his sovereign hands

No we can't reign in the one who reigns

And his majesty can't be contained

Cause he's more than everything we think we've found

We don't have him figured out

No he's not dependent on our works

To showcase just how much he's worth

No we can't reign in the one who reigns

And his majesty can't be contained

Cause he's more than everything we think we've found

We don't have him figured out