I have never deserved the love You gave,
A sinner with no hope of life,
Until You came and took the grave,
Took the pain, took the sin, took the strife;
You planted a hope inside my chest,
One I'd never fill on my own,
When you rose to life, defeating death,
You promised me an eternal home;
I could never repay what You have done
Not once in a million years,
But that is the beauty of Your great love,
It came through a cross and through tears.
M.
