I k ow I take you for granted

I’ve been trying way too hard

To live inside somebody else’s purpose,

Losing parts of who I am just trying to make them whole.

And I swear I heard the serpent

Whisper pretty lies behind the curtains—

Just like Eve I let him talk,

Believed the poison in his words.

We don’t ask what God can do

’Til everything falls through

And He’s the only one who pulls us back to solid ground.

He doesn’t just lead us to the fire—

He walks straight through the flames beside us,

Turning broken things beautiful

Without ever turning them around.

So God, I’m here again—

Thank You for the ones who stayed in the room,

For the love that drags me out of the dark when I run.

Some hurts cut so deep

It feels like blood behind my tears,

But You loved me through my pride

And never said I was too much.

I know I take Your love for granted,

Like it’s endless, automatic—

But You’re the one who carries

Every weight I drag around.

God, protect my aching mind,

Keep the thief from stealing peace—

Set me free from all these serpents on the ground.

People swear they love me,

Then forget every word they said.

No one understands my hurt—

They’ll only get it when I’m dead.

But You’ve walked me through life and death,

And I confess I’ve treated Your grace

Like a gift I didn’t guard or cherish,

Even though it saves me every day.

I stand for all the wrong things sometimes,

So teach me how to stand for You,

’Til every beat inside my chest

Becomes a song that sings Your truth.

Give me fruit that makes me grow,

Help me trust the signs You show,

’Cause Your love is priceless—

And somehow still free.

I know I take Your love for granted,

Like it’s endless, automatic—

But You’re the one who carries

Every weight I drag around.

God, protect my aching mind,

Keep the thief from stealing peace—

Set me free from all these serpents on the ground.

God, tell this demon on my shoulder

I’m done letting it control me.

These ghosts from the past

Still try their best to hold me.

My hands are tired, my arms are weak—

Got nothing left to lift

Above my head to stop the rain

Or drown out all this dread.

But right when I think my flower’s dying,

You show me it’s still growing.

There’s no morning without night,

No healing without the hurting.

If you trust a snake, a liar, a thief—

You’ll lose more than you can keep.

I’m trying hard to trust again,

But all I see are serpents at my feet.

Still, You carry all my damage,

Turn my tragedies to magic—

Only You can make a broken soul

Feel something like brand-new.

And even when I couldn’t see it,

Your love kept pulling me through.

God, I’m trusting You for real—

Hold me up and don’t let go,

’Cause You’re the only one who lifts me

From the ground.