Too Much Of Me

When I let myself believe in me

I feel my faith become riddled with disease

I remember the day You spoke my name,

You said come follow me

But my stand is weak, I feel ashamed,

I say don't bother me

Too much of me and not enough of You

Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through-yeah

I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity--yeah

So I crawl to You, so full of shame

I know You're there for me but it doesn't feel the same

Feel the same

There's too much of me --yea

You take me by the hand and reveal to me

Why You created me

Now I understand why, why You've been called

The King of Kings

Too much of me and not enough of You

Shoved me in this hole and I'm calling You, yeah

I need you to free me from this impurity, impurity--yeah There's too much of me--yeah