Looking on the sad times, the guilt and all the shame
I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains
All the grief I\'ve learned to set aside
\'Cause I am, I am, I am
Feeling underooted feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
When I feel the pain I know why I feel strange
When I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed
Jesus on the cross and this cross upon my back
I have learned to submit then I whine about my lack
Sometimes I drop my cross, deserve a little rest
That\'s when I run to you and I nail your feet and your wrist
I\'m feeling underooted feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
When I feel the pain I know why I feel strange
When I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed
Jesus on the cross and this cross upon my back
I have learned to submit then I whine about my lack
Do you really love my soul, even after I hated you?
Do you really know my name, can I really come to you?
Are you really more faithful than the changing of the seasons and the morning sun?
Do you really know my name, can I really come to you?
I can, I can Ican Ican,...... I don\'t care if the rooster... crows
I can
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