Phobos

I’m really scared this time Not sure if I’ll make it
Will my wife and the kids Be able to take it

Am I ready to go And meet my Maker?
Or will I go instead And meet the Undertaker?

Did I sin too far? Did I run a ground?
Will I be innocent? Or guilty found?

Questions unanswered Did I truly repent?
Did I fake the funk? Was this life well spent?

Where is my faith? Where is my rock?
Are my cries answered? Are they being blocked?

Am I like David? With a covetous heart?
Am I like Abraham? A liar from the start?

Can I be forgiven? Can I be freed?
Can I live this life? Crucified and in need?

I am not strong No I am so weak
But it is you Lord The one that I seek.

This one last time And this one final prayer
Please forgive my wrongs And don't leave me there

That place set aside For those who forgot
That place full of torment  And where worms eat the rot

Breathe life back in me In the bones you have crushed
Hurry to my help Quickly! Do it in a rush!

You know my mind And my thoughts are clear
I can fake others But it's you that I fear

In my soul this moment Anxious and afflicted
Will I make it this time Or in dust be convicted

Forgive me Lord against You I have sinned
Forgive me Lord I’m at my wits end

All I can think with my Head between my legs
And ask for your pardon God please hear me beg

Please remember your Patience and love
Please remove my guilt  And finish what you begun

Help me God in my Great distress
Give me another chance God I'll keep my promise

I'll be good this time This time's for real
I will repent of My sin Ill will have more zeal

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