I know better, really I do.
I say I do these things to destress or blow off steam,
but in the eternal view of things all i'm doing is crushing myself under all their weight.
I know choices have consequences,
but I tend to forget how they ripple out into others lives too.
The weight of my sins should have left me destroyed,
turned to dust long ago.
Oh, but Lord, you took that burden so far away from me.
You took all that pressure upon your own shoulders so that I may finally breathe again.
When you rose on that day, with victory over death,
I used my newly freed voice to exalt you with praise.
So use me to glorify you, my first love and king,
For you have made me your child forever more.