Times Like These

It's times like these when I'm on my knees,
begging for mercy and giving my plee.
You see I fail him so many times,
but still I hear the same old lines....
I'll forgive and forget seventy times seven,
because I love you and I've prepared a place for you in heaven.
Sometimes I feel so vile and unworthy,
but with hands outstretched, he says; "Come with no worries."
Although I deserve nothing less then his wrath....
Instead he paid the price on a cross to give me a straight and free path.