Solace.

I yearned for You and You responded,

I called out Your name and You heard,

never left my hand no You didn't walk away,

though my sin against you was great.

Dearest Savior, My redeemer.

You ransomed me from my grave.

From the pit you raised me,

and You are molding me into a vessel of praise.

Lord, thou hast seen me as I am,

of what worth Am I to You?

Cans’t this worm be of any Goodness,

how can these  filthy hands worship You?

You are my solace My Lord,

my eternal refuge,

when the storms pass by You keep me by Your side,

You never leave my hand.