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How do I picture the Faceless?
Answer Truth knowing I'm graceless
A stumbling soul in human form?
How do I answer the Ageless
When I'm both dumb and outrageous
A lie, wrapped in theft, tied with scorn?
Why is my guilt so contagious
That I'm even ashamed of the Shameless
As though He accompliced my sins?
How do I pray when I'm scared of the day
That I'll be revealed with my sins washed away
To have been nothing more than a fraud
That there will be nothing left there to laud
Indeed, nothing left there at all?
How do I kneel before ultimate Real
Knowing the blood that drips from my heels
How do I try and swallow my pride
When humility means walking beside
The Greatest, Creator of all?
How can I believe
When all I've achieved 
Is rendering the Infinite small?