What you spent I can never repay
Or the battle you fight every day
You stand up for our souls in delight
Declaring them welcome to your light.
When I am of the world, I am lost
My colors fade to dismal shades.
I am ashamed of all that I am not
But you take me, broken, anyway.
My God, I can never be enough
I suppose that’s the beauty of grace
Mercy collides with your love
To show us a glimpse of your face.