musings

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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
Who’s wounds secure my peace
Your grace extends to call me friend
Your mercy sets me free

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

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 brokenness complete

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