Thy Will Be Done

I ask for nothing But praise You for the multitude of Graces That You have bestowed upon me I lack for nothing For I am saved in Your Divine Gift of Salvation Just in knowing Your Great Suffering for me Of your intricate detail as you placed me in the womb A Love so great no servant could ever even begin to fathom And in knowing this through such Grace to be true I see not the need nor the reason to complain But I do And I do it often and I do it loud And every time I say I won't I do And then I see You standing by my side How many times must I again fall Till Thy heart completely cradles my own My house having so few windows left My path so crooked at times And yet You love me