In the bottom of my heart there is a hole
Dark as night, black as coal

It is a place I fear and hide
I keep it locked down deep inside

Seldom to see the light of day
A place that I simply try to will away

Down in that deep dark pit
Is a piece of me, I hate to admit

It is a beast that can consume my very soul
If it were ever allowed out, was ever free to go

Why do I think that I can control this thing?
When I try, pain and sorrow is all it can bring

I am sure that You can see it there
That piece of me that for others shows no care

It is the beast that cries “it is about Me!”
And blinds my eyes so that I cannot see

It takes me on a painful dark ride
Out to fulfill my vary own sense of pride

This thing, this beast called pride, won't die
I, alone, can't kill it no matter how hard I try

It is going to take someone stronger than I
To stop that beast, to make it die

And there is only one Being that can do the job
And I cry out to you Lord, as I sob

Replace this beast that lives in my dark hole
Replace it with Your love, so others may know

That their beast that they cannot control
Can only be dealt with by Your mighty blow

And once You fill that deep dark hole
Only then can I know true peace in my soul