I often wonder what God ever sees in me
It's in every little things that I struggle with each day
I find it hard to focus
And don't know what to choose.
I fail many times
Seems harder each day to climb
I'm too tired yo fight
And lack the energy to do what is right
I feel like screaming out
"Are You listening to my cry?
Can You see me in this crowd?
Or have You closed Your eyes, but why?
But then, I have to remind myself That He cares more than I know
He sees me and I am safe
His love and grace, He always shows.
It is not Him that have closed eyes
It is I that cannot see
That everything is in His hands
He really loves me, He is there.
