April 4, 2006 by Isaac Hovet
Here I am in my sin
A predicament I am in
I would like to life my chin,
I would like to sport a grin
I would like to begin again
It can’t be me
I am lost you see
It can’t be me to free the me inside of me
For the me inside of me is all about me
It will have to be he to set me free
He inside bigger than me
By Him I can begin again
I, I the I inside try as I might the I will not die
Why should I try to kill the I?
For I am born and I will die,
Is their an I bigger than I?
For another I must this I die?
For Him, the Great I am
I must begin again
But this me, this I we are all alone!
A Rambo played be Sylvester Stallone
Me and I to us we are prone to drone our moans
With echoed groans, to stay alone, alone, alone.
It would take another.
To remove this cover,
Of shame, of pain with no gain.
To cut thru my rusty, musty, dusty chain
So, is it with he, that I can be free?
Will he sit beside me and banshee apathy?
With him, I can begin again
The power of the cross
Has it been lost on a heart of frost?
He counted the cost, but do I just toss
Grace in his face, splatter his name all over the place,
Afraid to lose face I race to feel safe,
Away from the King, I let my heart swing
To the beat of me on the throne
And then I end up alone
This pattern I cannot condone
But I perpetuate.
What I know from what I show
And then I expect others to grow
Shame on me. Shame on me.
But maybe, one day it is not me you will see.
But perhaps you will see me after he.
But By Him But For Him
And With Him I can begin Again.
I lift up my chin
I sport a grin
For today I have begun again