The many many times
I have fallen from YOUR grace
The endless countless times
I have failed to seek Your face
For the multitudes of my sins
the shame I should bare
my failures have mounted high
why should You even care?
Yet, In-spite of my deserve
You do not walk away
You have promised in Your word
Your love is here to stay...
Lord, Your restoring Love
is the anchor to my trust
it opens a door of Hope
reviving me from dust...
Opening Your floodgates
of forgiveness once again
I'll never comprehend
why You would call me a friend?
The valley of Achor for a door of Hope;
And she shall sing there, as in the days of her youth,
and as in the days when she came up
out of the land of Egypt. Hosea 2:15