Wednesday, October 18, 2006
In desperation I stepped back,
To see just what I had
And to my dismay all I saw
Was a pile of filthy rags.
What was I to say?
What was I to do?
Now that I stand here
With nothing I could give to You.
And I hear Your voice call out my name
And I listen close and I can hear You say
You were worth everything,
You were loved by the King
You were worth everything,
No there's nothing you could bring
You were worth it all the time,
I loved you all the while
Hear the angels sing
You were worth everything
my introspective research @ 12:05 AM
