I miss Your big strong arms
That held me safe from harm
What have I done to you?
I hate that I’m so crude

I feel like I can’t boast
About what matters most
My sin keeps me from You
How can I be so lewd?

Yet here You are
Here with me
Saying You’ve already gone and set me free
You lift me up
And say, “Follow me!”
I say, “Here I am!”
What a God of mercy!