When I think of all my faults and my failures
when I consider all the times i let God down
I am humbled at the grace He has extended
I'm amazed at the mercy I have found
I could never earn His love on my own
Yet every time I come before His throne
chours
I stand redeemed by the blood of the lamb
I stand redeemed before the great I Am
when He looks at me he sees the nailed scarred Hands
that bought my liberty I stand redeemed
Even at my best I am unworthy
I have nothing precious I can give
A broken heart is all I have to offer
And yet it is a priceless gift to Him
The bitter mark of sin will never fade away
But I can come before Him unashamed
chours
I stand redeemed by the blood of the lamb
I stand redeemed before the great I Am
when He looks at me he sees the nailed scarred Hands
that bought my liberty I stand redeemed

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