If I focus on His love,
well that is more than enough.
But these moments I'm not fond of,
where I find out the right thing is really tough.

And I'm hurting more than I would care too.
But He loves me all the same.
And I'm wishing you were there too.
But He loves me just the same.

What more could I ask for?
A savior is always watching over me.
And when He gives I still want more.
How selfish can I be...

I loved you more once than I loved Him.
But He loves me just the same.
Even when I loved you less than the pain I was in.
He loved me all the same.

I'd like to turn the other cheek.
And take every hit.
Oh, but I am weak.
And in that dead spot, my God is strong.
And I wonder if I had listened better,
Would the pain have gone on this long?

I start to think I know nothing.
I still think this, if we're being honest.
Like I am gasping for His truth,
Drowning in a sea of carnal knowledge.
It is not about you,
or I
Or even college.
But all the ways He speaks the proof
of the truths I do not want to acknowledge.

I am broken,
like a needy, desperate youth.
Crying for His calmness.
Jesus,  I need you.
I pray I see this through-
Fearful of becoming fallen.

Be still my rebellious, rambunctious heart.
For you often beat too fast for your own good,
when you haven't the first clue at how to start.

Be still and know, my soul, the voice of God.
For it is still and soft...just a whisper
Because he is close, and I am awed.

Be still my judgement, you shouldn't have to move at all.
You should know your place is for thy self.
You needn't be in use for others, this is not your call.

Be still my understanding, for you are lesser than the understanding of God.
You have a narrowed perspective.
But I am only human, a sinner, and this understanding I have is flawed.