UNWORTHY AM I

Unworthy am I, of the grace that
He gave,
Unworthy to hold His hand
Amazed that a King would reach
down to a slave
His love I cannot understand.

CHORUS
Unworthy, unworthy, a beggar
In bondage and alone,
But He made me worthy,
And now by His grace,
His mercy has made me
His own.

My sorrows and sickness
laid stripes on His back,
My sins caused the blood
that was shed,
My faults and my failures
have won Him a crown,
Of thorns that He wore
on His head.

Unworthy am I of the glory divine,
Unworthy with angels to stay,
It thrills just to know that He loves
so much,
A pauper I walk with the King.