In a whirlwind are the voices and angry emotions
Rage together over the heart of those who wander
Do I choose the stern, or those who seem to be free
What can I do that gives me greater understanding
What can I give love to all others, even my enemies
How many times after 7x70 can I wait before I stop
Will my walk be destined to fail, I am so imperfect
Not even close to knowing how to stop being angry
Oh my God, my doubts have never been about you
They're about me, at times I wish you'd hang me
I know I must persist, I must go forward, in truth
But I am lost without you, I don't know the path
So please help me know, give me a chance
