by Morgan Harper Nichols (feat. Mac Powell of Third Day)
No one can accuse me on not trying to make the most of this hand I’ve been dealt.
No one can accuse me of not trying to move past all the pain and fear I’ve felt.
Turns out in the end that all my best attempts could never keep my weary heart from drowning.
I can’t save myself. I can’t save myself. But coming to my rescue is what You do so well.
And when my strength has failed, the story I will tell is how Your love refused to leave me on my own when I couldn’t save myself.