More of You and less of me
That’s how it’s supposed to be
You and I know it rarely happens that way
More and more I am finding
I’m in need of constant reminding
Must confess I make a mess
Of all the matters, more or less
Even when I do my best, I still fail
More and more I see clearly
I’ll never make it if You leave it up to me
The unwavering, tenacious chase
Of Your incessant, unceasing love
Finds my heart in this defenseless place
And pours over me relentless grace
Oh ain’t it odd a holy God
Who reaches down in filthy sod
Draw me to Your heart, hear me one more time
I need You more than ever
I need You more than I can say
Lord, You know I aspire to hear a higher calling
You know every part of my heart
Lord, and we both know I’m unworthy but I’m blessed
~Relentless Grace by Peder Eide; What a Ride; 2003
