Nothing in My Hands

Before I drew breath I was already fallen No part of me untouched No corner left clean

The stain runs deeper than choosing Nothing in my hands Nothing I can bring Nothing in my hands

The heart is deceitful Beyond what I know It lies even to itself If I cannot will my way to you

Cannot think my way clean Cannot feel my way to freedom Of nothing in my hands And nothing I can breathe

Nothing in my hands I can’t. Against you only have I sinned And done what is evil in your sight

So you’re right to judge And just to condemn But you chose my scene’s day Nothing in my hands

But your sun in my place There’s nothing I can bring But a heart you made clean Create in me

A clean heart Only you do