Sunday, May 16, 2010

Esteemed

Hating my self
A gain or a vice?
Pride's false humility
Never felt so nice

Putting me down
Just to raise me up
The thoughts that hound
Deplete this love cup

Where is the confidence?
Where did he go?
Avoiding my arrogance
Brought me down this low

Who is there to save?
Who will relieve?
Anxiety's dark cave
And Self Pity's reprieve...

You came to me
It was You who pursued
You bent the knee
And then You understood

Please turn my eyes
From my sin and my shame
Away from these lies
To Your greatness and fame

Help me to see
That compassion abounds
Help me to need
That your grace may astound