Who am I that You would care for,
So unworthy, yet You're there for,
Sometimes drawn back into sorrow.
Not daring to think of tomorrow,
and all of this,
Is me not You.
The One who always sees me through.
My purpose Lord gets sometimes lost.
In storms and heartache, so well tossed,
and I don't mean to lose my place.
Bathe me in Your Holy Grace.
Lift me high that I can see.
Your Love light shining down on me.
Redeemed in Blood at Calvary.
In Your Hands.
Fill me up with Holy Gladness.
Joy amidst a world of sadness.
Peace and Hope, to those with none.
Grace and Truth, through Christ The Son.
Every moment, every day,
Thankful, You will find away.
Glory to Your name through me,
Gently sowing, on my knees.
Help me be all I can be,
1 Corinthians 6:20,
'For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are Gods.'
I love The Lord,with all my heart, and am nothing,and have nothing, without Him.