Lord You live in a high and holy place
But still you cared for the lowly man
That you swapped your throne for the cross
That painful cross that dreadful place
Did we even deserve it Lord,
That you would die for us
As You took on all our shame and guilt
The very thought of You
Feeling the wood pierce through
Brings fear to my heart
I love You Lord What sacrifice is this?
No other love can compete
With my perfect Lord

I love you Father.

Still do. So much.

Its so amazing that I can always come back to you no matter what happens, and you will just wipe the dirt off my face and my pants and get me going again.

And I'll fall, and stand again, and fall, and stand... knowing that you will always be ahead of me catching my fall.