Just now as I listened to Page CXVI's version of Rock of Ages (it's most likely a hymn, but I've not heard it sung before) I was struck by this part of the song:
Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to the cross I cling.
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless look to Thee for grace.
Foul, I to the fountain ﬂy;
Wash me, Savior, or I die
Give me Jesus or I die. Sounds stupid but it's the truth stripped bare. I die without Jesus! The unending, crazy love he has, I hope you'll experience one day so you can sing that with as much conviction.