Chorus and Hymn, Song and Praise, From The Depths My Hands Will Raise
the lies that drip from my lips say
You are nothing, but a crutch
but the cries that pour from my heart pray
i desperately need Your touch
all the other lines of this song
mean nothing when they are wrong
when only the cries rings true
because they are my heart to You
nail my sins to a cross
nail my sins to a tree
only You would die for me
nail myself to a cross
my life would be no great loss
nail my sins to a cross
i am no great loss
nailing my sins to a cross
my life does not outweigh the cost
i will now bow silent in remembrance
of just how painful this is
how i justify someone to die
and rise again from a grave for a life that wasn\\\'t even His.
