Looking on the sad times the guilt and all the shame. I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains. All of the grief I have learned to set aside. Cause I am I am I am I am. Feeling underooted feeling undermined. Can this grace of God cover me this time?. And when I feel the pain I know why I feel strange. And when I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed. Jesus os the cross and this cross upon my back. I have learned to submit then I whine about my lack. Sometimes I drop my cross deserve a little rest. That's when I run to You and I nail Your feet and Your wrist. I'm feeling underooted feeling undermined. Can this grace of God cover me this time?. And when I feel the pain I know why I feel strange. And when I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed. And when I feel the pain I know why I feel strange. And when I hear the rooster crow I am ashamed. And do You really know my soul even after I hated You?. And do you really know my name can I really come to You?. And are You really more faithful than the changing of the seasons and the morning sun?. And do You really know my name can I really come to You. I can I can I can I can I can I can I can I can. I can I can I can I can I can I can I can I don't care. If the rooster crows if the rooster crows. If the rooster crows if the rooster crows. (I can).