For me, songs like that feel strongest when they function as collective prayer rather than polished presentation. The lyrics themselves are essentially a confession of dependence, and that posture can get diluted if the focus shifts too much toward musical perfection or stage presence.
That doesn’t mean excellence in music is wrong, beauty can be a genuine offering, but the impact changes depending on where the attention lands. When the room feels like it’s singing to God rather than listening to a performance, the same song often carries more weight.
I’ve noticed that the most meaningful moments tend to happen when the delivery is sincere and slightly imperfect, because it keeps the emphasis on the words rather than the performer.