M.I.C. - Forgive Me

I'm spending His time, as if it were my own
I'm using grace like it's a good luck charm
As if the reason for me is me alone
As if the faith I need, is faith in me

Forgive me Lord for what I am when I begin to think that I own myself
In this old world of self-centeredness
Forgive me Lord for what I am when I begin to think that I made myself
Cos I've made my plans, I'm living like I'm my own man

I need to realize things are not what they seem to be
Like it's looking when I'm looking through my eyes
I need to try to be real, Lord help me to understand how you really feel about me Forgive me Lord for what I am when I begin to think that I own myself
In this old world of self-centeredness
Forgive me Lord for what I am when I begin to think that I made myself
Cos I've made my plans, I'm living like I'm my own man

Before you walk you gotta learn to crawl
And every time you try to fly
You wonder why
You can't reach the sky you just trying to survive
You gotta give Him your life

Forgive me Lord for what I am when I begin to think that I own myself
In this old world of self-centeredness
Forgive me Lord for what I am when I begin to think that I made myself
Cos I've made my plans, I'm living like I'm my own man