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 words secure my peace
Your grace extends
To call me friend.
Your mercy sets me free.
And I know I am 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 explain
The 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.
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