Least of all am I yet worthy of His light.
A child of dark and gloom, yes this am I.
I cannot count the cost or measure the shame.
All I can plead right now is the power of one name.
And by the grace of God, I am what I am.
Purified, justified by the Blood of the Lamb.
For His truth I know I must boldly stand.
By the grace of God, I am what I am.
Moving toward the light, I see I must walk on.
I must fight this fight, His stength will keep me strong.
I know there is a place, for me a perfect plan.
For I am saved by grace, this I surely am.
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