Concession

And so I concede.

I give up.

You won this fight.

I can't get up.

These words aren't enough.

These objections too weak.

I've fought to run;

Yet you've fought to seek.

You take my freedom;

You reveal my futility:

I must stop fighting for myself,

And accept humility.

For if I could have won on my own,

By God You'd know I'd have done it,

But I couldn't,

Cause You wouldn't let go.

So I let go,

Because I had to.

My life is in Your hands.