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 peace
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 heavens heights and greet me face to face
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
Here I am at Your feet
In my brokeness complete
"Unashamed" by Starfield - Beauty In The Broken
Posted by tomglass at April 27, 2007 10:49 PM