Bring Me Back

I toil and strain and attempt with all I have to do my best.
I struggle and stretch and push the limits for good results.
I'll never get there and I'm well aware, but this world has become so convincing.

Nothing I can do will be worthy of you on it's own.
Nothing I can say will praise you how you deserve.
You are to be worshiped and I even need assistance in that at times.

This world tells me I haven't heard you.
People tell me I don't need you.
Success is measured so differently here and it's pulling me in.

Silence the crowd and let me hear you.
When you have spoken let me not deny it.
When you are moving get me over the barriers so that I can continue to run with you.

I want to know where you are going.
I want to be there with you.
Lord, you don't need me, but I need you.

Powerful Lord, I pray that you include me.
Humble me so that I can join in your work.
Lower me so that I can lift you up where you belong.

Grab my hand and don't let go.
Tenderly rock me when I have met my end.
Bring me back with you, back home in your arms, cradle me and allow me into your presence.

I praise you day in and day out.
I don't deserve how you've helped me.
I pray that I do all things to give back to you.