When the weight of all my dreams

Is resting heavy on my head

And the thoughtful words of help and hope

Have all been nicely said

But I'm still hurting, wondering if I'll ever be the one

I think I am--I think I am.

Then you gently re-remind me

That You've made me from the first

And the more I try to be the best

The more I get the worst.

And I realize the good in me is only there because of who

You are, who You are.

And all I ever have to be is what

You've made me

Any more or less would be a step out of Your plan

As you daily recreate me help me always keep in mind

That I only have to do what I can find

And all I ever have to be

All I have to be A

ll I ever have to be is what You've made me