Here I am

Lord here I am once again
with broken heart and soul,
kneeling , hoping. praying before your presence
for you to come and make me whole.

I remember the day I first felt you
and the moment you first called me friend
You healed me that day and cast all sickness away
and I know you can do it once again.

Here I am before you Lord
This sinful man of flesh and shame!
Unworthy to know you as my God
unworthy to profess Jesus' name.

Yet still for some reason you love me
even when I do the things I should not do.
And even when I go far astray
I am never too far from you.

With open arms you take me in
and restore me according to your will.
And as I speak these words to you...
your healing power I can feel!

As I offer this poem to your name
I can feel the burn of your Spirit's flame
burning away all guilt and blame.
As I rise from this altar I rise not the same.

My soul was weak but now is strong,
my body tired yet now has peace.
And in my mouth and from my lips
reigns a praise to you that shall never cease.

For when I was broken and torn apart
you did not leave me alone to die.
You stood strong when I did wrong
and wiped away each tear I cried.