I am full of earth
You are heaven's worth
I am stained with dirt, prone to depravity

You are everything
That is bright and clean
The antonym for me
You are divinity

But a certain sign of grace is this:
From the broken earth
Flowers come up
Pushing through the dirt

And You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries, "Holy, holy God."
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I want to be holy like You are

You are everything
That is bright and clean
And You're covering me
With Your majesty

And the truest sign of grace was this:
From wounded hands
Redemption fell down
Liberating man
You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries, "Holy, holy God."
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I want to be holy like You are

But the harder I try
The more clearly can I
Feel the depth of our fall
And the weight of it all
And so this might could be
The most impossible thing:
Your grandness in me making me clean

Glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah

You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries, "Holy, holy God."
You are holy, holy, holy
I want to be holy like You are

So here I am, all of me
Finally everything
Wholly, wholly, wholly -
I am wholly, wholly, wholly - yeah
I am wholly, wholly, wholly…Yours
Here I am, everything
Finally, all of me
I am full of earth and dirt and You