I’m so sorry, Lord I failed again Even though I say I’m trying It feels like I can’t
I can’t try Without failing And I fail At trying
All the while I carry this cross The weight seems so heavy to bear And I stacked on the pounds I was not unaware But surprised when the last grain of rice tipped the scale And I look back to see myself having failed
And then I stop and I think (Not to dissipate the guilt, But to accept my fate) It was never written or taught That you never tripped while you walked Carrying your cross To Calvary— for me. And for a time even, you allowed A friend to carry the weight You, even, were not alone in your feat.
Lord, I will look and behold But strengthen my neck To hold it up Help lift my cross So that I am not crushed I want to dwell in your glory But what do I know of Holy?
A year ago this was not me, Somehow my direction changed And slowly I turned from your face And once you were just an arms length away And now I’m in a valley Looking miles up the Hill Where you died for me
Today I am not the woman weeping At your feet But my Lord and God I long to be
It was me who nailed your hands and your feet. Please, forgive me.
Forgive me Lord It was me. I am the cause of your sufferings.
Please show me what it is I need To do to come to your mercy seat Lead my feet And hold me
I will walk the road to Calvary Or I will walk the road you paved for me. I will collapse at your feet, begging, Please forgive me.
I understand the one Who washed your feet with her tears And dried them with her hair
She saw your glory And perhaps her misdeeds
And like so many heard I long to hear the words “Take up thy bed and walk” Or, “thy sins are forgiven thee”
I will not pray, “Please save me” But “you have saved me. Now please, please, Change me.”
Make me more worthy I know it might hurt Cleaning the wounds imbedded with dirt But you will wash me.