And then I start to wonder about all that I’ve been through. I opened up my eyes and see that every day is new. I consider all my ways; the paths that I’ve pursued.
Man, I’m so ashamed as I sit here with a life misused.
With a mountain set before me all I see is victory but I know there’s someone out there and His mind remains on me."
Says the Father o’er his children, "It was for you that I came. You’re the apple of my eye, son, my precious son of shame."