Losing Sight of You

The day flew by so quickly, Lord,

And I lost sight of you.
I let pent up frustrations
Show through a time or two.
I slipped a few things through the cracks
That I should have seen through,
But in the end I turned around,
Did what you asked me to.
It was at that point, once again,
That I caught sight of you.  

For you were always right by me,

Though I chose not to see.
And though I lost track of you, Lord,
You kept good track of me.