7 acessos
I have not much, to offer You.
Not near what You deserve, but still You come,
Because Your cross, has placed in me my worth.
Pre Chorus:
Oh Christ my King, of sympathy,
Whose wounds secure my peace.
Your grace extends to call me friend.
Your mercy sets me free.
Chorus:
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.