Romans

Just when I think I've got it, it's gone When I think I know the answer And I dare to raise my hand, it's wrong Stop, stop, stop this foolish pride of mine That dares to drag me far away from you When I try to do it, my way I always lose I always lose your point of view I don't have to be condemned Jesus saved me from the laws of sin If I fall I'll try again with the Spirit as my guide I'll never have to hide again I, I, I try to close my eyes like a child Playing in a game of hide and seek If I cannot see the Lord Then surely Lord You cannot see me As if I could ever keep him from spying me All the plans of this man they're nothing more Nothing more than evil schemes