I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair
And brittle bones were broken far beyond repair
I have leveled lies so deep, the truth may never find
And inside my faithless heart, I stole things never mine

If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor
Dear Father, I will see you, there on distant shores

I have toiled for countless years and ever felt the cost
And I've been burned by this world's cold
Like leaves beneath the frost
On my knees I've crawled to You, bleeding myself dry
But the price of life is more, than I could ever buy

If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor
Dear Father, I will see you, there on distant shores

And off of the blocks, I was headstrong and proud
At the front of the line for the card-carrying, highbrowed
With both eyes fastened tight, yet unscarred from the fight
Running at full tilt, my sword pulled from its hilt
It's funny how these things can slip away, our frail deeds
The last will wave good-bye
It's funny how the hope will bleed away
The citadels we build and fortify. Good-Bye
Night came and I broke my stride
I swallowed hard, but never cried
When grace was easy to forget
I'd denounce the hypocrites
Casting first stones, killing my own
You would unscale my blind eyes
And I stood battered, but more wise
Fighting to accelerate
Shaking free from crippling weight
With resilience unsurpassed
I clawed my way to You at last
And on my knees, I wept at Your feet
I finally believed, that You still loved me

Healing hands of God
Have mercy on our unclean souls once again
Jesus Christ, Light of the World
Burning bright within our hearts forever
Freedom means love without condition
Without beginning or an end
Here's my heart, let it be forever Yours
Only You can make every new day seem so new