I don't know if I have it in me
it's so much, it's all too much
Am I to run this race or did
I wander onto a course I wasn't
meant for? Lord, show me what
to do. How to slow down. How
to release this life to you, give you
my burdens because I am honestly
overwrought and this
can't be, all the chaos is competition,
a choking vine, for my peace. So it's yours and I'm sorry for the mess
it's all yours and I'm anxious instead
to see what your capable hands will do.
To see what your loving hands will do.