Remind me

  This is what reminds me of what I really am  
I don't say sorry in the right way, from an altruistic heart
I claim to forgive, in Jesus' name, from an imperfect motive. 
I want to save you from yourself, but for my benefit.  

 This is what reminds me of what I really am
I say that I love you- but really, I desperately want you to love ME. 
I claim devotion to the Highest Holy One, but chase after darkness. 
I spend time in good deeds, but still like thinking -I did this.

  This is what reminds me of what I really am 
If you can save me from myself, you must be the Almighty. 
If you can forgive my millions of selfish deeds, you are Mercy. 
If you still love me despite the ignored opportunities to serve, you are Holy beyond understanding.   

  This is what reminds me of who You really are. 
Jehovah-Jireh, my provider.  You who hold the scales in your bleeding hands.  
The Master Architect of a home in Paradise.  The Maker of mountains, and
Giver of Strength for the same mountains.  You carve out valleys and plains.   
You installed trees and plants for beauty, and meadows for enjoyment.  
You who are love made all of us,  You who are love, made me.  I call to you in thanksgiving 
I praise you in sincerity, I cry out to you, in uncleanness, and YAHWEH makes me new.