Who am I that You are mindful of me.

Have I sought enough, fought enough, longed enough.

You have put up, held up, restored, set free.

And who am I that You love me.



I have ran, given in, let go, and disgraced.

Yet You have chased, held tight, and embraced.

And who am I that You consume me



Selfishness, is not a trait I lack,

I want more than I need, Feel more than I trust

And still You love, even as I come undone.

And who am I that You chase when I run



Your bigger than me, greater in my world

Faithful, Constant, Strong when I am weak.

And who am I that You embrace me at your feet.



I'm undeserving, unwilling, stubborn, unchanged.

My sins repeat, my flesh I please.

And it's that you love, when I have given in, can't breathe.

Who am I that You set me free.



Broken and breaking, lost, of no use.

Beautiful, Resilient, Strong, made new.

Who am I that I have been changed by You.





And it's your gentle whisper, the strongest love.

What keeps me going when I have given up.

It's that faith I can't see, It's those arms holding me.

It's that calm in the storm, the peace through the night.

That passionate determination to chase you with all my might.

And you are there, you've been there every time.

When I'm hurting, and You are the only one who sees...



Who am I that you are mindful of me.