Before I ever came into being,
I was first your selection
Then, you gave me life by
Breathing into my nostrils

I, wonderfully and beautifully made
In the likeness of Your own image
I, clothed and showered with Your love
Yet chose to disobey Your single law

Because of my disobedience,
Your blood had to be spilled
That I might be recreated into a new being
Yet I haven't given you total preeminence

The things that I wish not to do,
I find myself doing (even over & over again)
Still, your love for me hasn't moved an inch
From the deepest and innermost part of my being,
I just want to thank You Lord.