Free
I was not a saint
I am a sinner
I have been a loser
Now I am a winner
We are all but brokenness
Living one with the other
Sins of a father
Passing through the mother
Every breath we take
In the length of a day
As the world turns round
While we make our way
No victories we can claim
Nothing that we may own
Will heal us completely
In this temporary home
We live in our lies
While we hope for the truth
Losing our innocence
Along with our youth
Yet the answer is clear
From our God up above
Showing his power
With unmeasured love
To conquer our sin
His son he would give
To free us from ourselves
That we may truly live
I am but brokenness
Healed by his hand
Every blemish removed
In an unthinkable plan
In the power of his love
The gift of his grace
My brokenness finds
A victory in this place
I can keep on living
In spite of being me
The love of my God
Has set me free
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