When I fall you pick me up,
I can't do this on my own
and I'm beginning to understand that I am made
to fall and be picked back up
My pride does not belong to
the selfishness that so desires it
Let my pride be only in you
For you made me
Not to be prideful in the things I do
but in the amazing grace that you gave to me on the cross
It is not often that I consider you on the cross. Not that I don't talk about it, but that it is not something I feel like I let sink in. It is so easy to displace myself in the trials and pain that you endured. David was not afraid to call the pain out and he didn't even experience life after the Messiah.
May I call upon your pain when my pride swells
let me focus on your hands when I am distracted by unholy thoughts
Show me your side when my actions do not magnify your name
Uncover your feet when I am too tired to show your love
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