I sit alone with my thoughts and marvel at His great love.
He has carried me through many deep waters,
reaching dwon from above.
I have shamed Him over and over again,
thinking only of myself.
Yet He has forgiven me, has forgotten that sin,
and tossed it fromthe shelf.

Thank You for your mercy, Lord.
Thak You for your love.
Tahkn You for salvation,
sent on the wings of a dove.

His mighty power, the worlds cannot contain.
His love and mercy, represented by a stain.
The rocky soil where His blood was spilt was holy ground that day.
"Vicotry over sin and death made manifest
when the stone was rolled away.

Thank You for your mercy, Lord.  Thank You for your love.
Thakn You for salvation, sent ont he wings of a dove.

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