At times things seem a bit hazy
As I try to find my own way
My bad habits have kept me lazy
Because I'm wasting time each day
You made me to do your will
An empty vessel waiting to be used
Yet I can't seem to sit still
My ideals have me a bit confused
Now I'm coming to you in prayer
Your forgiveness is what I seek
My hope is that you'd be right there
Right now my future seems quite bleak
I'll shout to the heavens high
Of your mercy and grace
For this world wants me to deny
That you exist in time and space
Written by Ronnie Enoch
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