I often wonder how you found me when I was in sin
Your word says you can't look upon the filth that lied within
Yet somehow you looked through my mess and saw my troubled soul 
You reached out and you touched my heart.  By your blood I was made whole

I often wonder how you stay with such a wretch as me
Who, even though you've touched me, still to sin i often flee
Such love I can't imagine that would cover ally shame
That's why each day I lift my hands and praise your holy mane

Jesus, precious Jesus
I'm so glad you haven't given up on me
Jesus, precious Jesus
You will carry me along to victory

I often wonder why you love me even when I fall
You come and pick me up again and then you forgive all
Your mercy still amazes me and I stand in awe of grace
As I humble seek your presence and I yearn to see your face

Jesus, precious Jesus
I'm so glad you haven't given up on me
Jesus, precious Jesus
You will carry me along to victory

You hold me
You love me
You heal me
You deliver me
You free me
You save me
You carry me to victory