Anything Genuine

Smalltown Poets

Test this gold for its worth is the same as testing me
And the fire burns easily today


The net is the good that's left after the metal is refined
As I melt, look at what I've got and
Separate it all from what I need


I'll take anything, anything genuine.
Looking up from where I went I could take whatever I get
I'll take anything, anything genuine


More interesting is my faith than the fear of what I'll miss
And those things are temporary anyway


Still on this side getting fit for a faith that's been tried
And I smile more believably while getting just enough to know I need


I'll take anything, anything genuine
Looking up from where I went, I could take whatever I get
Falling from Your hands or falling from Your lips
As long as it's from You, I know that I can take it, I can take it


And I'll rejoice.