Every Breath

I think this one still needs some work. I'm not sure if it flows quite the way I intended it.

Every Breath – Lee A Buckingham, June 25th, 2009

Praise Him who never gives up on me.
Though I fail and fall, He holds me up.
Even in my dying throws, He refuses to
let my errant will be done.
Praise you, Father, for Your never-ending,
unearnable grace.
It is Your success that is found here in my life,
not my own, even when I cannot see it.
Though my body is weak, and my life caves in
around me, it is You that upholds me, and I
will cry for joy as I cry in pain.
Even amidst this deathly dark, and that confounded
by my blindness, Your light, seen or no, will
lead me on.
I have sworn before, and failed my promise,
that each of my breaths is Yours.
And though I may again fall away, again I praise You,
For each beating of my heart is a gift, and every sweet
breath of air a joy to me.
They are yours from first to last, and I am grateful for
however many or few remain.
With all that is in me, I praise You and Your Holy Name.
Every breath that I take, my King, I offer to You once more.