It's a matter of fact,
that you don't make me feel like I'm important enough to you.
But then again, your priority isn't me. It's him.
I've come back at the wrong time, getting myself hurt again and again.
You've caught me at my tail and this time, I can't run away.


Daddy, set my heart upon Jesus and only Him.
Make my paths straight, heal my wounded heart and lift me on high.
I am Jesus' angel.

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