Christ inside is stirring me
Waking me up to a cold reality...

I sinned.
You remind me...

I feel depressed and alone.

Then you say I died for your transgressions.
I believe.

You make me alive once again.
Like in the days of my youth.

I died along the way.
I inherited a sin from my forefathers.
I become oppressed and depressed in helplessness.
Cold to the touch.

Then you remind me you are my father.
You accept me as a son with open arms.

I warn myself to be brave among the unbelievers.
The entities that don’t recognize your superiority.

You are sinless
You are blameless
You are love