The condition
Of the heart...
In question
From the start...
I do not do
The things I ought...
My deeds are few
I'm overwrought...
Please straighten me
My crooked way...
Glory to You
May I obey....
The condition
Of the heart...
In question
From the start...
I do not do
The things I ought...
My deeds are few
I'm overwrought...
Please straighten me
My crooked way...
Glory to You
May I obey....