Words and Music by Shannon Cerneka
My gifts don’t always lend themselves to listening
My thoughts don’t always lead me to your love
My words of prophecy sometimes fall on deaf ears
And I think that I’m not worthy
But by the grace of God
But by the grace of God
But by the grace of God I am
My love I give is sometimes tainted with greed
My hands and feet they don’t always do your will
My conscience, Father, it is never very clear
And I think that I’m not worthy
My eyes deceive me, they don’t always look to you
My heart is heavy, it’s not always yours to live in
My soul is aching when it wrestles with my will
And I think that I’m not worthy
I’ve Sinned, I Hurt, I’m weak,
But I am
I’m loved by you, my lord
I am
© 2004, Shannon Cerneka