My heart is in Your hands Suivre l’histoire

and fear and selfishness and i even sometimes boast

i lie to myself, i judge others

i mistake Your blessings for serendipity

or luck or something of that sort

sometimes i don't feel enough

sometimes i act like a fool

i'm so in love with myself when, really, i should be in love with You

after all You have done for me

the price You paid to atone for my sin

the whips, the nails

and how they chose to mock Your name–

the pain

You had to bear for me

even though i didn't deserve it