I praise you for the cross,
where I shed my Lazarus mind and sin,
the dry, empty, fragile shell has been broken,
and I see your Spirit dwelling within.
I praise you that every crack, every shattering has forced me
to journey to your cross,
my independence and pride
piece by difficult piece,
a surrender impossible for my flesh,
but all things are possible with you Lord.
Cracked open, laid bare,
I remember your love
when you first met me,
inviting, embracing, loving,
total unconditional acceptance
that broke me,
and breaks me still,
and I find after a long, wandering path,
lost and barren in the wilderness,
it has been a road back to simply you,
your gentle light, your gracious heart,
your happy love and delighted embrace.
Bedrocks of mercy, overwhelming grace
going far deeper than my lowest lows.
I’m amazed to find you within me,
I have Spirit of power, love, and a sound mind!
Lord, that I’d be a fool once again to follow you
wherever you call, whatever you ask of me to do,
to give all that I am to Love.
You alone are worth it.
You alone are worthy.
Grant me the strength to praise you all my days
into, throughout eternity.