Grace

A thought on what Jesus did for You & Me

You searched and reached out till my heart You snatched.

Broken and bruised still You made me Your bride. 

Dirty and grimmy I had not a thing in which to pride.

Haughty with nothing yet You gave me yourself oh Almighty. 

My heart was dark and Stark as the night.

You came for me though I was full of stench still You come nigh.

Not a thing qualified me.

But through Blood You bought me.

True freedom You gave me.

Your love never ceases to amaze me.

Your Grace You've given to cover me.

Your mercies has continually kept me.

With kindness You decorate me.

With favour You beautify me.

And through mercy and mercy again.

You raise .....oh lord You raise me.

So this is me Lord. The one You saved.

This is me, the one You love.

This is me, Lord, Your little baby girl.

This is me, the one You snatched out of that turbulent ocean.

 This is me the one You bore so gently, 

oh so tenderly, and laid upon that great mountain. 

This is me, the one You gave it all up for, 

the one You completed at the cross. 

That precious cross of Calvary. 

That settled all my rivalry.