I.
Lord, am I still worthy,
To continue on this journey?
If everyday I still can see,
The old me.
A sinful lady.
My ghost, it haunts me.
That I fell to my knees.
How I feel so empty.

You.
My child, can't you still not see?
You are special for you belong to me.
I shed my blood so that you'll be free
From your past, bondages of sin.
So just continue your battle with me.
Just believe..
"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in your weakness."

I.
Will fear no more, for You are all I can see.
The look of grace.
Unfailing love.
Forever I'll be thankful,
For it is you who found me.
"Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that
Christ's power may rest on me."

we have a design
therefore lives a designer
and we call him God.