I'm so undeserving
of Your grace,
of Your mercy,
of your love unswerving.
My heart, I've laid waste
with the vilest of sins.
Yet, You wash me
in the blood shed on the Cross.
For words, I'm at a loss.
How do I thank You
for a love so true
for Grace and mercy
given so freely
that it washes me anew
when I'm so undesserving?