Good God
Just when I begin to misunderstand
You reach down and hold my hand
Down in it, once again
And surrounded by the pulse of sin
Shallow in the deepest hole
Lift me up and save my soul
Remembering all of Your Glory
To take away all of my worry
Though most times, I walk blinded
With Your Grace, I am reminded
Through all of my least
Only You, my Love, brings me peace
Copyright © Jason Schatz | Year Posted 2006
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