Wrestling Flames

I have made mistakes
I have fallen too far to climb out on my own
But I’m not alone
I have made mistakes
I have dabbled in darkness and broken the crown
I’ve let you down
But your power is made perfect in weakness
You say your power is made perfect in weakness
And I’m the weakest of all
Glory, glory tell your story now
Bread of the Presence, I surrender
You have drawn my gaze
In an instant, I am delighted by your embrace
Peace, restless soul
You have pierced me deep
Wrestling flames till totally you claim me
All condemnation falls away
Died and risen up with you
Under grace, alive
Oohs
I have made mistakes…
I have fallen from grace
I have made mistakes
But they’re all erased