Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my
name,
Would care to feel my
hurt?
Who am I, that the
Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light
the way
For my ever wandering
heart?
Not because of who I
am
But because of what
You've done.
Not because of what
I've done
But because of who
You are.
I am a flower quickly
fading,
Here today and gone
tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the
ocean.
A vapor in the wind.
Still You hear me
when I'm calling.
Lord, You catch me
when I'm falling.
And You've told me
who I am.
I am Yours, I am
Yours.
Who am I, that the
eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with
love and watch me rise again?
Who am I, that the
voice that calmed the sea
Would call out
through the rain
And calm the storm in
me?
Not because of who I
am
But because of what
You've done.
Not because of what
I've done
But because of who
You are.
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am Yours, I
am Yours.
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