Broken I come to you.
In you I am renewed.
I fall to my knees.
Screaming, "God, take me."
Give me your eyes.
Help me see past the sin and the lies.
You smile and hug me close.
Telling me my sin you won't expose.
I need to air my dirty laundry.
Put it out so everyone can see.
I'm not anywhere near perfect.
Of sin, I'm a regular addict.
To you I pray.
All the pain to take away.
The anguish and the lies.
The things I've come to love, but should despise.
In the good times I forget.
Sin into my heart I let.
It's in the pain and the sorrow.
I know there will be a new tomorrow.
It's then that I turn towards you.
Deep down knowing the things you tell me are true.
The harvest is plentiful, the workers are few.
None of my sin I can undo.
I use it for your glory.
Take it Lord, work through me.
You tell me my sin is no more.
It's already been paid for.
I give you all I have, though it isn't much.
The tears on my face, you touch.
Through my weakness you are made strong.
In your kingdom I belong.
Not through any work of mine,
but through the blood of Jesus Christ.
Each day your promises come true.
In you I am made new.
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