A Light At the End of the Tunnel

So filled with flaws always headed in a wayward direction The one who so often falls and is anything but a reflection One very large plank in my eye that even I am able to see Very often late to realize in just the knowing that that's me How many times have I fallen carrying my own cluttered past Some of the things were appalling not how I'd want to be cast But I do have one redeeming quality that I speak of so proudly The one thing that I can see is it's the Lord Jesus who set us free A road that's been so very long as it is often that I've gotten lost Not one who can be so strong and thus paying such a terrible cost But I had that one Light who was always Lord, every night and day All those times that I lost my sight and in return I would then betray But in each one of His Lessons I would slowly in turn come to learn Each of them Blessings was always the one thing that I could discern Imperfection well that's just my nature but in the following of His Way It's no longer something I can ignore in learning it's best not to stray