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Lyrics:
Am I at the point of no improvement
What of the death I still dwell in
I try to excel, but I feel no movement
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin
Chorus
Never underestimate my Jesus
You're telling me that there's no hope
I'm telling you your wrong
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong
I throw up my hands
Oh, the impossibilities
Frustrated and tired
Where do I go from here
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear
Chorus
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and
Place them in your hands, place them in your hands, place them in your hands
Written by Matthew Thiessen
©2001 Gotee Music (BMI) - Admin by EMI-CMP
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