On this road, I am aimless, inconsistent, out of sight but why God are You still constant and always by my side?
I am Your riches’ squanderer. I am prodigal. I am blind but why God am I favoured, Your most desired?
Farther away from You, my sins separate me yet I find myself near you always. My God, am I worthy?
My errors pierce Your heart, my pride, thorns on Your sides yet God You still see me with such loving eyes.
When I am worn and all spent, You have always carried me through. My God of second chances, will You get tired of me too?
Father, when all is gone, when all else fails, my lasting God in my demise, You will remain.