If and when I can clear myself of this clouded mind, I’ll watch myself settle down into a place where peace can search me out and find that I’m so ready to be found. Any control I thought I had just slipped through my hands while my ever-present conscience shakes its head and reprimands me - reprimands me. Then and there I confess, I’ll blame all this on my selfishness yet You love me and that consumes me and I’ll stand up again and do so willingly. You give me hope, and hope it gives me life. You touch my heavy heart and, when you do, You make it light. As I exhale I hear Your voice and I answer You, though I hardly make a noise. And from my lips the words I choose to say seem pathetic, but it’s a fallen man’s praise cause I love You. Oh God, I love You. And life is now worth living if only because of You and when they say that I am dead and gone it won’t be further from the truth. When I go down, I lift my eyes to You. I won’t look very far cause You’ll be there with open arms to lift me up again.