Skillet

Looking on the sad times, the guilt and all the shame
I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains
All the grief I've learned to set aside 'cause
I am, I am, I am
Feeling underooted feeling undermined
Can this grace of God cover me this time?
When I feel the pain I know
Why I feel strange,
When I hear the rooster crow
I am ashamed
Jesus on the cross
And this cross upon my back
I have learned to submit
Then I whine about my lack
Sometimes I drop my cross,