O the life of humility
The freedom of obedience
The joy within sorrow
The love within pain
I praise you
Without you
Nothing remains
The dead murky river of sin
Coursing swiftly and sharply
Jaggedly gnashing this frame
Repeatedly into the stone
The gentle hand, firm and steady
Gripping hard, yanked me out
All I had to say was sorry
And vomit the filth from inside my mouth
The less I am, the more you are
So take my life to yours
Within your wounds hide me please
Thank you Lord, I am not