Drowning in my own sea of tears
Pulling me deeper are multiple fears
I know I got someOne I can hold on to
Except I severed my arm without a clue
Such a mystery His love can be
Got me bending on my knee
No, I can never really fathom
That I, as small as an atom,
Giving me His great compassion
And now as I swim in the sea I created
Rising in the truth of being loved not hated
Submerged from water to His grace
There's nothing to do but praise
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