Thursday, March 08, 2007
When a little part of you dies inside...
Dear Jesus, You are so good to me, but I am going to let myself feel sad today.
I have not much to offer you
Not near what you deserve
But still I come because your cross
Has placed in me my worth
Oh, Christ my King of sympathy
Whose wounds secure my place
Your grace extends to call me friend
Your mercy sets me free
And I know I'm weak
I know I'm unworthy
To call upon Your name
But because of grace
Because of Your mercy
I stand here unashamed
I can't explain this kind of love
I'm humbled and amazed
That You'd come down from heaven's heights
And greet me face to face
Here I am at Your feet
In my brokenness complete
I have not much to offer you
Not near what you deserve
But still I come because your cross
Has placed in me my worth
Oh, Christ my King of sympathy
Whose wounds secure my place
Your grace extends to call me friend
Your mercy sets me free
And I know I'm weak
I know I'm unworthy
To call upon Your name
But because of grace
Because of Your mercy
I stand here unashamed
I can't explain this kind of love
I'm humbled and amazed
That You'd come down from heaven's heights
And greet me face to face
Here I am at Your feet
In my brokenness complete
