Why does my heart cry when it’s all so good?
Why can’t I cherish life when I know I should?
Over my shoulder I cast an uncertain glance
Remembering times I failed and missed a chance
And I can’t seem to shake the plague of guilty fears
They chase me and rob me of my happiest years
Why can’t I cast all the bondage and burdens aside?
It’s because I have kept them from being crucified.
And my Jesus waits with His arms outstretched to me.
I give Him all these fears,
These tears,
These years,
And I’m free.
I’m free!
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