Lord, your infinite being overwhelms my senses.
My mind can’t grasp the concept of You.
All I can do is worship at your feet.
Everywhere I look Your Might shines through.

And yet, you see me in all my filth and mire
And you love me just as I am broken, selfish,
Like pulled weeds, fit only for the fire.
How can this be?
That you sent your Son to die for me.
Gave me another opportunity
To shine for the world to see
How You transform all who believe.

May I always rejoice in Your Mercy.
May I always wonder at Your Might.
May I always breathe in Your Love.
May I always be in Your Light.