How can I dare
a weak and mortal man
Lift up
my feeble human hand
and seek toward the mighty hand of God?
I've earned no grace
my measure is so small
my worth
I've done nothing at all
that he should even notice
such as I.
He speaks my name
and bids me follow him
his life
he gave for every man
a love so great I can not
comprehend.
His love is pure
he lifts me from the fall
I reach
least worthy of them all
transformed into a treasure
by his love.
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