This gift that You give me and say to cherish
It's old and it's dusty
and seems a bit rusty
I will not take it; I swear I will perish
It's wrapped in pain
with blood it's stained
I feel so alone and nobody's home
No one to hold me and say
It's all gonna be okay
Then You knock on my door
and taking my hand,
"Just kneel, I'll stand. 'Cause only I can."
I guess that I chose this and pleaded for You
To promise You'd hold me and make me stay true
So now that You break me and take all of me
Though crying, I'm trying
to need only Thee
I find You, in the silence
I find You, when I can't find myself
I find that I need You,
and not much else
Please take it all, except
This gift, I'll accept
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