One thing that keeps on hurting is
The fact that I recognize that I am
A sinner and that I have done wrong before you
But your words say if I repent
And being sincere you’ll forgive me.
I have done so, but yet you still
playing the absenteeism God.
How am I suppose to be a witness
when you keep ignoring me.
Every day I am praying
That today would be the day
That you finally hear my cry
But yet you’re still not here.
I wonder what am I doing wrong.
Since you cannot be wrong,
So, it must be my fault.
I wish I knew so I could do things differently
If only you would reveal what is it
That keeps you away from me.
How is my faith supposed to grow
How am I supposed to tell people
about your greatness if you stay death to my cry.
Is waking up every morning, all that I need
Aren't he evil doers have the same favor at your eyes?
What make mine so different from theirs?
