You Know Me

Lord, You know me
You see inside
You know my thoughts
My foolish pride
You see the wasted years
Their number's high
Ambitions I still have
Those I've left behind
You see my lack of wisdom
The vanity of my mind
You know the things I’d do
If I had the means
Mistakes I’d make
Sheaves I’d glean
So shield me from myself
Be my canopy
Hide me from my sins
Blot out iniquities
For You Lord, deserve
My highest loyalty
In this brief life
- For eternity.

Copyright 2007
Stan Simons/ASCAP