You see into the
shadows of my soul.
You stretch me out and
read me like a scroll.
You've found the secrets
on my secret shelf.
To think of all you've
seen me say and do,
Makes me ashamed in my
unworthiness.
I can't get small
enough to hide from You.
O Lord, accuse me now
and I'll confess!
Yet even though You
know me through and through,
You love me still regardless
of my sin.
You sent Your Son to
save the world, it's true,
And saved a wretch like
me in my chagrin.
Unworthy though I am You love me so,
You must see something in me I don't know.
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O LORD, thou hast searched me,
and known me.
Psalm 139:1 KJV
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