and fear and selfishness and i even sometimes boast
i lie to myself, i judge others
i mistake Your blessings for serendipity
or luck or something of that sort
sometimes i don't feel enough
sometimes i act like a fool
i'm so in love with myself when, really, i should be in love with You
after all You have done for me
the price You paid to atone for my sin
the whips, the nails
and how they chose to mock Your name–
You had to bear for me
even though i didn't deserve it
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