Overfilled

I've lost every battle; I'm all out of hope
Feels like forever 'till I'm above the slope
I'm no different from a man with addiction
Such a sin, such a curse, such an affliction

I feel weak and vain yet still so gifted
No matter how hard I fall, I'm always lifted
So many curses but I'll never feel pain
When blood comes, so does He to wipe off the stain

The rain pours, the sun sears, then comes tears,
But He has lit my way all these years
He shelters me from the storm and the sun's rays,
Gives me a chance for better and better days

Night and day I moan, and He hears me sighing
Though there are no tears, He knows I'm crying
He restores my soul when there's nothing left for me,
Whenever it's dark and there's nothing nice to see

He gives me a reason to write; my cup overflows
When I knock on His doors, there's no chance it'll close
There's nothing more I could ask to get a life
In His grace, I'm held closely and tight