Nothing in My Hands

Before I drew breath

I was already fallen

No part of me untouched

No corner left clean

The stain runs deeper than choosing

Nothing in my hands

Nothing I can bring

Nothing in my hands

The heart is deceitful

Beyond what I know

It lies even to itself

I cannot will my way to You

Cannot think my way clean

Cannot feel my way to freedom

Nothing in my hands

Nothing I can bring

Nothing in my hands

Against You only

Have I sinned

And done what is evil in Your sight

So You are right to judge

And just to condemn

But You chose mercy instead

Nothing in my hands

But Your Son in my place

Nothing I can bring

But a heart You made clean

Create in me

A clean heart

Only You can