Looking on the sad times, the guilt and all the shame
I have learned to submit my existing hurts and pains
All the grief 
I've learned to set aside'
Cause I am, 
I am, I am, 
I amFeeling under rooted, feeling undermined
Can this grace of 
God cover me this time?
And when I feel the pain 
I know why 
I feel strange
And when I hear the rooster crow 
I am ashamed
Jesus on the cross and this cross upon my back
I have learned to submit then 
I whine about my lie
Sometimes 
I drop my cross deserve a little rest
That's when 
I run to you and 
I nail your feet and your wrist
I'm feeling under rooted, feeling undermined
Can this grace of 
God cover me this time?
And when I feel the pain 
I know why 
I feel strange
And when I hear the rooster crow 
I am ashamed
And when I feel the pain 
I know why 
I feel strange
And when I hear the rooster crow 
I am ashamed
And do you really love my soul, even after 
I hated you?
And do you really know my name, can 
I really come to you?
Are you really more faithful than
The changing of the seasons and the morning sun?
And do you really know my name, can 
I really come to you?
I can, I can, 
I can, I can, 
I can, I can, 
I can, I can
I can, I can, 
I can, I can, 
I can, I can, 
I canI don't care if the rooster crows, if the rooster crows
If the rooster crows, if the rooster crows, 
I can