That's All I have to give.
Just these simple words.
My deeds are nothing but a mess.
And I don't know how else to express...
all the ways I feel toward you.
I'm disgusted with the ways I have acted...
yet in this moment all I have are words.
Will you please forgive?
Even though I'm so passive.
Will you continue to love?
Enthroned from above.
Maybe it's this sin disease that I have contracted
in fact I know it is... this sin has left me devastated.
I know you say that my faults, my failures have been subtracted.
Everything, wiped out... negated.
And all I have to give are my words in this moment.
Though I wish there was something else I could give.
Something, Anything good out of this heart, this body, this compartment.
And when I finally look, I see you, through your Word alive and active.
There you stand with arms open out
I'm wondering what it is you are speaking about.
I notice all that you created,
the beauty, the magnificence, just as you dictated.
I love the mystery and the majesty behind your thoughts,
how could I ever compare, ever come close with all of my faults?
I love the compassion in your voice,
when I'm with you everything begins to rejoice.
Most of all I love how you speak to me,
Me, you take the time to listen to my plea.
But it's just what you choose to speak...
More words, but yours have meaning.you coming down to love, intervening.
And it's as if those scars on your wrists are still bleeding...
Bleeding out your love for me
It's real, it's true, despite my insecurity.
All I can say, All I have to give are my words:
Jesus, I love you, and I say it with complete sincerity.
