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

You Haven’t Given Up On Me
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