Most of the Time Glad

Sometimes I see You
Through a glass, it's almost clear
Your power overwhelms me
My illusions disappear
And sometimes I hear You
With Your gentle soothing voice
Your words, they're always truthful
And they cause me to rejoice

But most of the time
I'm still not understanding
The smallest part
Of what You're trying to say
And most of the time
I find that I'm pretending
And the things that You desire
Get in my way

Now, sometimes I want You
When I'm weak and despised
I come to You for comfort
And You nеver act surprised
And sometimеs I'll love You
With a passion and a zeal
And them sometimes I realize
I do just what I feel