This has to be how Adam felt, after the fall.
Beaten, bruised, dirty and worn.
The feeling of guilt clasped tightly at my neck
The feeling of shame keeping me paralysed on my bed
I can’t even bring myself to pray
What have I done
Again and again I nail Jesus to the cross
His death and resurrection seeming like a loss
The weight of sin bearing down hard on me
So so heavy I fall down
Down on my knees

Give me a second chance, I know I’ll do right
Even though i must have said this like a million times
But what else can I do but run back to Him.
Elohim, Elshaddai, the creator of my skin.
Please listen to my cry, I have nowhere to  hide.
As I find repentance, don’t dash me aside.
I am beaten, I am broken I have no where to go.
Than back to you my God
Please don’t leave me in the cold.