Lord You loved me, when I didn’t love myself.
You loved me.
Lord, You loved me when I tore and I screamed,
destroying Your image created in me.
Yet You loved me.
For our tears are worth more than gold.
Valued in His love, our stronghold.
And forever You will hold,
cause You are a God that never lets go.
By Your scars on the cross,
all my scars are washed,
cause You loved me, cause You loved me.
Lord by Your scars my arms are forever free,
by Your love for me.
Lord by Your scars, You showed that You loved me.
You showed that You loved me
In Your freedom I will live.
In Your freedom I will give.
With these arms that were once broken,
for Your kingdom I will give.
Teach me how to be free,
show me how to love ‘me’
the way you love me Lord,
the way you love me Lord.
I’ve been set free
My every insecurity laid bare at Your feet my Lord,
cause I desire intimacy.
