Well your spirit is strong But I'm a nervous wreck There's something about you That's so fragile and delicate If I could wrap up your innocence I'd have it done quick Keep it from the wolves Of this present darkness Trade your crown of thorns For a crown of joy I was wearing my weariness Like a badge of glory You're trading your secrets After nothing remains I was checking my pockets And counting my change Now the words in my ears The winds up above I will shed my skin When I jump right in To this river of love You get moved by the Spirit But I'm so out of touch You're down on your knees But I'm down on my luck You're doing your labors In the fields of the Lord Working hard at nothing In this cheap room and board Well your spirit is willing But my flesh is weak Used to make my pronouncements Now it's harder to speak And dig up a word That is good for the soul 'Cause down in these mines There's a lot of fool's gold