Grace took me out of a pit

Turned me around

Brought me home again

Home is not where the heart is

But where Your heart resides

And in this I’m a problem

Grace turn me around again

Make me who you intended

Save me from chasing

The cruel, pointless shadow

Of my idea

Of perfection

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