forgiveness

Yebba

No money, no nepotism
No favoritism, no nothin
But I stuck to my guns
And God made good on His promise

Now I know when I m in the flow
Anything good, I can do it
Cause a gentle voice that holds my hand
Will carry me right through it

Say, what if I forgave it all
I d be the laughing stock of every guard at every wall
But what if I let the river through
And whatever else just might belong to you

Keep me now, Lord
Hold me still
And I ll stand right on Your will
Maybe that s how forgiveness feels
Maybe that s how forgiveness feels