I have this great big problem, Lord,
and I don't know what to do.
Could I just wrap it neatly up
and give it all to You?
Would You mind...if I don't try
to fix it on my own?
These messes that I seem to make
I just can't mend alone.
You seem to always know
the perfect thing to do.
How many times must I hesitate
before I turn to You?
When the only thing you ask of me...
(You would think that by now I would know)
is when I put my problem in Your Hands
I must trust you and then let it go.
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