"Clumsy" by Chris Rice (that's right, another song)

You'd think I'd have it down by now;
Been practicing for thirty years.
I should have walked a thousand miles,
So what am I still doing here?
Reaching out for that same old piece of forbidden fruit,
I slip and fall and I knock my halo loose.
Somebody tell me what's a boy supposed to do?

I get so clumsy,
I get so foolish,
I get so stupid,
And then I feel so useless.
But You're saying You love me
And You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me,
'Cause You're making me holy,
Still making me holy, yeah.

I'm gonna get it right this time,
I'll be strong and I'll make You proud.
I've prayed that prayer a thousand times,
But the rooster crows and my tears roll down again.
Then You remind me You made me from the dust
And I could never know, never be good enough,
And that You're not gonna let that come between us.

'Cause I get so clumsy,
I get so foolish,
Oh, I can get so stupid,
And then I feel so useless.
But You're saying You love me
And You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me,
'Cause You're making me holy,
Still making me holy, yeah.

From where I stand,
Your holiness is up so high, I could never reach it, no.
So my only hope is to follow Jesus.

'Cause I get so clumsy
And I get so foolish,
I can get so stupid sometimes,
And then I feel so useless.
But You're saying You love me
And You're still gonna hold me
And that You wanna be near me,
'Cause You're making me holy.

I get so clumsy
And I get so foolish,
Oh, I can get so stupid,
And then I feel so useless.
But You're saying You love me
And You're still gonna hold me
Oh, and that You wanna be near me,
'Cause You're making me holy,
Still making me holy,
Keep making me holy, yeah.