I thank you Lord for the grace you've shown me sometimes
I just don't know why, because there's no creature ever
so more wretched than I, and I will bow down with my face
to the floor from all those times that I've searched for
something more, but I will dry those tears and hold my
head up high, cause I stand a conquerer in Jesus name.
Why God did I deserve your love these gifts I have I
don't deserve your love you came to die for me and I hung
you from a tree and now I see the light shine through
you'll come to take me home with you this cup of grace is
overflowed I could never give back what you sowed.