Or so I've been led to believe
When I think of you God the idea is just so profound
I find it very hard to conceive
That you could look upon me, such an imperfect vessel
And find beauty in something so broken
But through death on a cross you called me special
And declared my beauty in words unspoken
So I thank you Father for your truly amazing grace
And love that knows no end
And for allowing me to live in this wonderous place
Of grace I can't comprehend
