"I" (by Samuel Ock)

Why cant I do anything
Anything for you
I say that I love you so
Still Im not see-through

Oh, my Lord why must I be
Loving me so selfishly?
Jesus died and made me whole
Yet I dont live for thee

Why cant I just listen close
Closely to your words
In one ear and out it goes
and I speak absurd

God, you pick me up again
Fallen, beaten, bruised in sin
Then I turn my back again
Doing what I choose

Lord, your glory fills the earth
More than thoughts can say
Still I spit right in your face
Still I act okay

Lover of us sinners, you
Ate and broke your bread
We deserved to live your pain
But you still died instead

.... I'm so sorry. So sorry. Why oh why do I keep hurting you?