In the shadows of my sin, I stand alone
Searching for the light, the truth I've never known
Lord, I come to you in need of grace
With a heavy heart, I seek your embrace
Did I blindly worship that golden calf
The idols of my life-money, pride, and Self
You forgave me with mercy in a single breath
You brought me life when I was facing death
Oh, I'm lost and broken, yet you call my name
Am I an Israelite or a Pharisee? 'Cause I'm no saint
From Adam's fall to David's dark jealousy
Your grace flows endlessly, setting me free
Did I blaspheme your name in my despair
Did I honor the ones who showed me care
How many times did I curse your name
And lose my way and look to others in blame
Did I lie in darkness, trying to hide
His blood cleansed me, washed away my evil pride
Did I not seek the peace that you gave me
You never forsake me; your love won't fade
Oh, I'm lost and broken, yet you call my name
Am I an Israelite or a Pharisee? 'Cause I'm no saint
From Adam's fall to David's dark jealousy
Your grace flows endlessly, setting me free
Did I chase the things that led me astray
Did I steal my joy in selfish ways
Did I not protect the ones I loved
Your mercy rains down, like a gift from above
Did I deceive, or cause someone pain
Your blood washed me clean and broke every chain
Did I seek justice, mercy, and truth
In your forgiveness, I find my proof
Oh, I'm lost and broken, yet you call my name
Am I an Israelite or a Pharisee? 'Cause I'm no saint
From Adam's fall to David's dark jealousy
Your grace flows endlessly, setting me free
Did I covet what wasn't mine to claim
Did I keep the Sabbath or add to my own shame
How many commandments have I broken, Lord
How many times have you restored me, oh Lord
Oh Lord, please come save me, hear my plea
You're the gift, You're my gift eternally
In the light of your love, I'll find my way
With your mercy and peace, I will walk your way
I accept your gift with all its glory and splendor
Jesus is that gift that covers all my atrocities
In the shadows, I will find my song
With your grace surrounding me, I know right where I belong
Oh, I'm lost and broken, yet you call my name
Am I an Israelite or a Pharisee? 'Cause I'm no saint
From Adam's fall to David's dark jealousy
Your grace flows endlessly, setting me free
In the shadows of my sins, I stand alone
But in the power of your blood, I find my way home