Waiting when I should be moving
Or moving when I should be still
Talking when I should be listening
But trying to do your will
Within me there is a longing
To be all you called me to be
Everything I am is striving
I fear I'll never be free
Desperate, feeble and hiding
I long to obey but I sin
Grateful your strength's overcoming
All of the weakness within
Perfect grace is completing
The work you began in my heart
Regardless of all my failings
You chose me right from the start
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