I am filled with a swirling darkness...
I am filled with a swirling darkness... (Your compassion never runs out) I am consumed with red hot sin... (Your love never fails me) I think I've tried to push Your hand away because I think that I deserve abandonment... I feel like I'm not worth Your time (sometimes)... But I've seen Your grace wash across the face of this earth; I've felt Your grace course through my veins. You take compassion on the very least. You lift the head of the weary. (You carry my broken frame before the Cross and bury my shame in the same dirt that absorbed Your blood...) -C. R.














