Many times I find myself unqualified
At sundry occasions did I become unfit
Unfaithful as the custodian of God's grace
Always having something to disqualify my fitness
And so this disturbed I choose to abandon the faith
Standing at the cliff of the hill to throw in the towel
But before I made the first lift
HE held out HIS hands to hold me
To carry to where HIS grace remains sufficient
For through HIS love for me HE paid for all
So that my inadequacies are met with HIS adequacies
My inability met with HIS abiding ability
For HIS love for me HE wont let me go off
Making me realize that no matter how unfaithful
No matter how unfit and inadequate I am
HE still loves me.
