People think I’m doing good,
but I suffer much deeply,
this kind of iniquity of mine
is consuming me.
I tried to reach my hands to the sky,
wondering when would he come back
If so, I’m not ready,
Because I suffer with perennial iniquity.
after transgressing, I bend in silent plea.
one voice of his name, it brings me peace.
surely that isn’t right? Right?
I’m tired with myself,
I stand then I fall,
I fall then I stand
I look straight ahead
then I turn from back,
when I turn from back
I become unsteady again.
Honest living will save me,
but how can I confess my immorality when they look happy?
or when they look sad?
So I came and sit in your presence
feeling dirty and undeserved even to call your name
but I felt your hug in this presence,
surely one thing I need.
but your kindness brings me more grief,
and I am afraid to be your enemy
O Lord forgive me, I’m so messed up
have mercy on me.
Sorry If a broke your heart
then later on broke mine,
I realize how vulnerable I am in every aspect,
that my only sitting is you within.
I don’t know when to tell the truth
but help me not to tell a lie again.
I prayed for my hands to be gone
for it brings destruction on my life
and now I want my eyes be gone too
for it cost me bitterness and vain
my eyes has sin, my hands has sin
I love my eyes so much
for I can see your glory
but it cost me vain
and also pain.
I love my hands too
for I can do goods with you
but it cost me vain
and also pain
Too much, become too vain
This perennial iniquity of mine
I feel so undeserved behind each grace
O, Please God rebuke me
but please also spare me
Let it be in your hands and not their hands
let it be in your care and not their care
for I am afraid to be forsaken by you
God what I should do?
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