Memorial For Victims - Redemption For Offenders
My mind plays tricks on me, With sinful thoughts and doubts of my faith Can I cry out, help me Jesus before it's too late. Not knowing if I'm wrong or Right, Can I still hold onto God with all my might? I stumble into a world of unworthiness covering up my pain, No one to understand me, No one to feel my shame Mind starts traveling into high gear Carrying all my anxiety, depression and fear, I am the lost sheep feeling locked out of the gate Why did I get so impatient, why didn't I wait. My humble state of mind cries out help me Jesus It's so dark I can't see A voice in a short distance whispers back Don't worry I'm here with thee. Just close your weary eyes and you will see It's not me running off leaving you It's you leaving me. I am the good Shepard and you know my voice Remember my child you do have a choice. You may call it a second chance But I call it my love, mercy, and grace Not one human being in this world has taken my place. Believe me when I say forgiveness is a very hard thing to do But forgiveness is much harder when you can't even forgive you.