When You hung, bled, and died.
How could I not be satisfied I should go somewhere and hide Lord please don't strike me down
After all that You've done
Lord, I look around and I shake my head. It's as if You're not alive, they act like You're still dead You've given the gift of life, oh that's a fact. What would we do, if You took it all back? After all You did, how could I not be satisfied? I should go somewhere and hide. Lord, please forgive us for being so unfaithful Lord, how could we be so ungrateful?
After all that You've done. After all that He's done.
I admit I get beside myself sometimes. I don't deserve to be called Your son. And I'm, always asking You for something else. When there are children that's in need of help. When I should be thankful!! But look at me, I'm soo ungrateful!!
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