June 26, 2001

Lord I'm tired,
so tired from walking.
And Lord, I'm so alone.
And Lord, the dark is creeping in, creeping up
to swallow me.
I think I'll stop
and rest here awhile.

And didn't You see me crying?
And didn't You here me call Your name?
Wasn't it You I gave my heart to?
I wish You'd remember where You sat it down.

And this is all
This is all I have to say right now.
I know it's not much.
And this is all I have to give.

I didn't notice You were standing here.
I didn't know that that was You holding me.
I didn't notice You were crying too.
I didn't know that that was You washing my feet.

And this is all
This is all I have to say right now.
I know it's not much.
And this is all I have to give
And that's my everything.

- David Crowder

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