Imagine or Fathom

How can it be You have a thought of me

When I am selfish and nowhere near meek

How can You love me when I doubt You

When I am prideful and disobey You

Can’t imagine or fathom Your love

But I know it never runs out 

And I am holding onto that 

Your love never stops

It never stops chasing after me

Your grace never ends

It never ends up leaving me

Your mercies are new

They are new every morning 

Your peace is mine

It is mine forever and ever

How can I fathom Your goodness

When there’s nothing good in me

How can You change my heart

When I am as stubborn as I am