getting it worng

When I get it wrong
accusations pierce me through
Shame tempts me to loose heart

Yet Your love helps me hope
I remember Your grace again
That You set me free for freedom
And that I am not condemened

So I can smile again
And thank You my friend
Who gave Yourself for me
And Loves me

Help me to take hold
Of Your promise made to me
That I may know Your mercy
Though I'm undeserving
Every day of the week