Wholly Yours Songtext
von David Crowder Band
Wholly Yours Songtext
I am full of earth, You are heaven′s worth
I am stained with dirt, prone to depravity
And You are everything that is bright and clean
The antonym of me, You are divinity
But a certain sign of grace is this
From the broken earth, flowers come up
Pushin' through the dirt
And You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy, God
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy like You are
You are everything that is bright and clean
And You′re covering me with Your majesty
And the truest sign of grace was this
From wounded hands redemption fell down, liberating man
And You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy, God
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy like You are
But the harder I try, the more clearly can I
Feel the depth of our fall and the weight of it all
And so this might could be the most impossible thing
Your grandness in me, making me clean
Glory, Hallelujah
Glory, glory, Hallelujah
You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy, God
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy, holy, God
So here I am, all of me
Finally everything
Wholly, wholly, wholly
Oh, I am wholly, wholly, wholly
Oh, I am wholly, wholly, wholly Yours
I am wholly Yours
And I am full of earth and dirt
You...
Here I am
Everything
I am stained with dirt, prone to depravity
And You are everything that is bright and clean
The antonym of me, You are divinity
But a certain sign of grace is this
From the broken earth, flowers come up
Pushin' through the dirt
And You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy, God
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy like You are
You are everything that is bright and clean
And You′re covering me with Your majesty
And the truest sign of grace was this
From wounded hands redemption fell down, liberating man
And You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy, God
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy like You are
But the harder I try, the more clearly can I
Feel the depth of our fall and the weight of it all
And so this might could be the most impossible thing
Your grandness in me, making me clean
Glory, Hallelujah
Glory, glory, Hallelujah
You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy, God
Oh, You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy, holy, God
So here I am, all of me
Finally everything
Wholly, wholly, wholly
Oh, I am wholly, wholly, wholly
Oh, I am wholly, wholly, wholly Yours
I am wholly Yours
And I am full of earth and dirt
You...
Here I am
Everything
Writer(s): David Crowder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com