Your Spirit cuts like a naked knife
deep in my soul
It gets to the root of my problems
You can make me whole
I don't have to go it alone
if I choose You
I can cast my cares upon You
like 1 Peter 5:7 tells me I can do
So I give you permission
dear Lord
to take your knife
and cut out of me
worry, fear & strife
and any of their friends
hanging round
because its in you Lord
that my peace is found
Thank You for dying
on the cross for me
I ask you to forgive
any sin in me
Pierce the void deep in my soul
fill me up and make me whole
I trust Your hand
Your the great I AM