Sometimes I’m reminded
That I am incomplete
When I find it hard
To live those words I preach
Oh, the stage is often easy
To pretend I know it all
But back home in the closet
I stumble and I fall
Sometimes I’m reminded
That in myself I’m weak
When I find it hard
To live those words I speak
Oh, in church it’s often easy
To wear the servant’s mask
And driving home, I push and shove
To keep from being last
So pray for me
That I’ll be who I should be
That what I will give
Is what I will live
And that I’ll live the Christ in me
Sometimes I’m reminded
That I am incomplete
When I find it hard
To live those words I sing
Oh, the stage is often easy
To pretend I know it all
But back home in the closet
I stumble and I fall
So pray for me
That I’ll be who I should be
That what I would give
Is what I would live
And that I’ll live the Christ in me
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