You made God another promise
That again you failed to keep
With the everyday say of life in the way
Finding yourself in it neck deep

Born out of good intentions
Even displaying your membership card
Of course no one dared to mention
You fold like a cheap suit when times turn hard

But thank goodness we serve a good God
Who knows us all too well
And that untold promises are more often swept
Into the bin labeled as Self

And what do we do in the meantime
But add more to the growing stack
The promises saved and those newly made
Letting them go then taking them back

We to often make God a promise
Then along the way fail to keep
With the everyday say of life in the way
Finding ourselves in it neck deep