mewrt.

Were I the perfect child of God
whose faith was deep and love was broad
not doubtful, guilty, worn, or flawed
I’d gladly follow Jesus

But I’m the child of what I’ve been
estranged by much I’ve done and seen
afraid to show the love I mean
unfit to follow Jesus

Yet God, who knows me first and last
who’s seen my best, my worst, my past
has shown his love intense and vast
by meeting me in Jesus

For Christ, though killed at Calvary
by sins like mine and folk like me
has risen, forgiven, and set me free
made fit to follow Jesus

Then sprinkle water on my brow
as in this place, I make my vow
to own and love my Savior now
and give myself to Jesus

God grant me what I still require
that I, in others, might inspire
the hidden hope, the deep desire
to love and follow Jesus