I bow before Your Holy throne,
Compared to You, I am but dust.
For I am a sinful man,
And I need Your cleansing touch.
And You poured your grace on me,
When you hung upon the cross.
Every blessing I receive I dont deserve.
Your love and mercy You do not reserve.
I humbly kneel, In reverence feel,
The power of Your presence.
I worship You in spirit and truth.
Ill tell the world of Your greatness.
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