"The Wrestle" lyrics

I had a fight with God today
Full twelve rounds on the interstate
It's the closest that I've felt in days
There's a whole lot I wish He would explain
A whole lot I wish He would explain

But

What's wine without the pressing?
Diamond ring without the setting?
What's trust without the letting go?
What's a rose without a petal?
What's gold without the metal?
What's faith without the wrestle, the wrestle, the wrestle?

I heard that Jacob fought You too
Didn't get it then, maybe now I do
Rather walk with a limp than run from You
There's a whole lot I wish You would explain
A whole lot I wish You would explain

But what's wine without the pressing?
Diamond ring without the setting?
What's trust without the letting go?
What's a rose without a petal?
What's gold without the metal?
What's faith without the wrestle, the wrestle, the wrestle?

I'm still walking, but I walk with a limp
Oh, I'm still walking, but I walk with Him
Oh, I'm still walking, but I walk with a limp
I'm still walking, but I walk with Him
I'm still walking, but I walk with a limp
I'm still walking, walking, walking

What's wine without the pressing?
Diamond ring without the setting?
What's trust without the letting go?
What's a rose without a petal?
What's gold without the metal?
What's faith without the wrestle, the wrestle, the wrestle?

I'm still walking, but I walk with a limp
I fight sometimes, but I'm still walking with Him