When the Sun goes down,
at the end of the day;
I think about,
how much I've strayed.
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I ask God's forgiveness,
for all of my sins;
And at times I don't know,
just where to begin.
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God's Grace is sufficient,
to bare all my pain;
And to ease my heart,
in my sorrow and shame.
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He reaches down,
puts my feet on the
floor;
How could I ask,
for anything more?