When I was younger
I turned my face away
From God’s sweet children
When they called my name
And I, yes, it was I
That left them crying
In a world that made them so afraid.
Oh, who could live with such shame?
But the Lord is mercy
And He showed me grace.
I am not perfect, I am not the One,
And I've got no excuse, not a single one
Yes, it’s true. I was hiding, lost; on the run.
Yes, it’s true. I've been hurting; now I’m done.
I knew a young girl
That learned my face well;
From her sweet memory
She sketched my laugh lines.
But I, yes, it was I
That just left her falling
On a worried dead-end lifeline.
Oh, who could live with such shame?
But the Lord is mercy
And He showed me grace.
No, I ain’t perfect, I am not the One,
And I’ve got no excuse, not a single one.
Yes, it’s true. I was hiding, lost; on the run.
Yes, it’s true. I’ve been hurting; now I’m done.
I've earned the fate
That’s meant for hard ones -
Album without a photo,
A book without my name.
For I, yes, it was I
That left His love standing
Alone in the darkness, cold and rain.
Oh, how can I live with this shame?
But the Lord is mercy
And He showed me grace.
I am not perfect, I am not the One.
Yes, it’s true. I was hiding, lost; on the run
Yes, it’s true. I've been hurting; now I’m done.
No, I ain't perfect, I am not the One.
Yes, it’s true. I've been hurting, but now I am done.
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November 8, 2014
