Deep in richest pride, I walk alone.
I declare my proud right to self-government
And there is no room for God to work.
In pride, I am so important but so lonely.
When pushing for myself, I push God out.
But when humble, I am held by God
For He has room to enter in.
Humble, I am worthy of rescue and comfort.
Humble, I can accept God’s great intervention.
I am pridefully alone but thank God I am humbly held.❤