When I let myself believe in me I feel my faith become riddled with disease I remember the day You spoke my name You said, "Come, follow me" But my stand is weak, I feel ashamed I say, "Don't bother me" Too much of me and not enough of You Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through, yeah I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity Yeah, yeah, yeah So I'll crawl to You So full of shame I know You're there for me But it doesn't feel the same, feel the same Too much of me and not enough of You Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through, yeah I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity Yeah, yeah, yeah There's too much of me Yeah, yeah, yeah You take me by the hand and reveal to me Why You created me Now I understand why, why You've been called The King of Kings Too much of me and not enough of You Put me in this mud that I'm crawling through, yeah I need You to free me from this impurity, impurity Too much of me and not enough of You Shoved me in this hole and I'm calling You, yeah I need you to free me from this impurity, impurity Yeah, yeah, yeah There's too much of me Yeah, yeah, yeah There's too much of me Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah