Lord, who am I to approach
Your holy and righteous throne?
With the things I say
And the thoughts I have
And a heart that is harder than stone.
By Your word I know what to do,
Yet I ignore the Spirit’s call.
I go my own way
Each night and each day.
Then I wonder why I fall.
Back to the cross I go
To find my Savior’s blood again.
Not just to forgive
But with power to live
Free from the shackles of sin.
Lord, why do you tarry with us
As we pursue our selfish needs?
Shunning the poor.
The hurting we ignore.
I don’t see much worthy to redeem.
My eyes have been dimmed by the dark
And confused by a world of deceit.
A world without You
Is a world without truth
With nothing left but lies to believe.
Back to the cross I go
Where I find the center of God’s heart.
A Judger of sin,
Yet a desire to forgive
And to restore what was once torn apart.