Broken Pieces

To choose self over Christ was me
Till broken over my sin forever it will be
Broken, poor wretched and blind
All of my wickedness exposed in my mind
The Spirit has shone in the darkness of my heart
I flee to the Cross to the One who paid my sins part
Unable to save myself from Hell
It is only in Christ all becomes well
He has made me a son of the King
Nothing to my Salvation can I bring
I lift up praise to the Holy One
It is all that I want in life or death – His face to gaze upon
Let me live all my days for the glory of God – to please Him alone
My life is His until I reach that glorious Throne
May my life be found pleasing to You
For it is only by your power any good I can do!

sherman