How can I be called your servant?
Lord, my best is like fithy rags
How can I be called your child?
Days when I stumble
Days when I fall
I feel as if I am even lower than Satan
How do you love me?
How do you care?
I cannot comprehend the depth
of your compassion
I despise my actions
and I know you do to
Then how do you forget them
in a moments notice?
Lord, I love you
I feel like I love you
but if to love you is to keep
your commandments
than I'm afraid I only like you.
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