I know the one who may ascend Your hill
Walks the integral roads of righteous stones;
His heart holds truth, his tongue will speak Your will,
But this is not the life that I have known.
Your blessings smother those whose blessings flow
Into the masses of the helpless poor,
But that’s not me; my sin has brought me low.
Please heal my soul as I still whine for more.
Your goodness flows to those who do what’s good,
And lack the stains of evil on their hearts.
But I envied pride-filled souls as if they could,
Escaping scratches, rip us all apart.
Some claim to be these ones who seek Your face,
But as for me, I only stand on grace.
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