Texty: Jennifer Knapp. Kansas. Romans.

Just when I think I've got it, it's gone
When I think I know the answer
And I dare to raise my hand, it's wrong
Stop, stop, stop this foolish pride of mine

That dares to drag me far away from you
When I try to do it, my way I always lose
I always lose your point of view

I don't have to be condemned
Jesus saved me from the laws of sin
If I fall I'll try again with the Spirit as my guide
I'll never have to hide again

I, I, I try to close my eyes like a child
Playing in a game of hide and seek
If I cannot see the Lord

Then surely Lord You cannot see me
As if I could ever keep him from spying me
All the plans of this man they're nothing more
Nothing more than evil schemes