At some point something
Has to give or else I will
Fall into darkness.
...
But I don't think for a moment
This is Your fault.
I know I know its mine.
My pride and my sin
My ignoring Your name.
Its my fault, my sin.
And I need to be saved.
I have nothing to save me,
I haven nothing to give,
I come as I am,
So I can die, then live.
I can offer nothing
Not even myself.
The dark in me rebels,
I can't promise You--
Anything.
...
But I will not falter.
I'll trust in Your name.
I am a sinner yes.
Proud, selfish, vain.
I will coat nothing with sugar
I won't Febreeze a corpse
I NEED the One Savior,
And I'm not afraid to ask.
But I'm afraid that I--
Won't get an answer.
...
What foolishness is that?
That You would deny,
Someone who confesses
Who gives up her life,
as best as she can,
knowing she can't
Without the Christ
And the Holy Spirit.
So then I'll hit my knees
In reverence and awe
Because I don't deserve this,
And You owe me nothing.
So until the storm breaks,
I will keep on coming
To Christ.

To say:
I know I am a sinner
I am guilty of lust, of pride
Of rebellion
Of bitterness
Hatred,
And anger.
I am guilty of murder (in the heart).
I know I am guilty.
I know I have sinned.
And I'll humble myself
And rejoice when I can say again
With honest joy
Praise the Lord!