I’ve heard these stories all my life
Every Sunday morning
I met Jesus at the feltboard
I’ve heard these stories so many times
Of how and why You died
And how I can live
But You said all sins can be forgiven
But when You said that did You mean me?
Did You mean me?
You said that we could be more like You
But did you know what I’d do
How I’d fall so short?
And You said confession leads to healing
Do you see I’m here and kneeling
And I’m still not well
But You said that faith can move a mountain
But when You said that did You mean me?
Did You mean me
When You said we were made in Your image?
‘Cause I don’t see much of You in this reflection
Did you mean me
When you said we would do even greater things?
‘Cause I don’t see anything that I have to offer You
Did You mean me?
You said that You would never leave us
But when You said that
Did you mean me?
Please don’t leave me
