Dear God, 
I have bent my knees,
I have bent my knees,
And humbled my heart, 
I am ready for the daily
routine of ours. 
Shall we wrestle? 
"Punk! do you know who you are talking with ?"
I do, 
I really do, 
He could break me ,
He could wound me, 
With just one commmand
But I am talking with my Father, 
And asking for my friends. 
It does not matter to me then, 
That you think I am insolent. 
 
