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.
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