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.
....
Oh Christ my King, of sympathy,
Whose wounds secure my peace.
Your grace extends to call me friend.
Your mercy sets me free.
Whose wounds secure my peace.
Your grace extends to call me friend.
Your mercy sets me free.
Here I am, at your feet in my brokenness
I am complete
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