you are not alone.

looking back on my life,
seeing all i've done wrong,
through all the troubles i've faced,
i've come this far along.

i know i wasn't alone.
someone was holding my hand,
guiding every footstep,
and, all in all, helping me stand.

i don't know why He did it.
i'm not sure why He came.
but He died to show me His love,
even though it caused great shame.

through every storm,
i knew that He was there,
saying "come, my child,
give me all your cares."