Lord of my all

I say I need You
Not just with my words
But in each breath, lies the story
Of the One who loved and died.
Oh Lord, not for me please,
Don’t let it be true,
My selfish desires
Drive the nails
Through outstretched arms
Of the One who loved
And is love.
My sin the nails that held Him there
My sin the thorns-- His earthly crown
My sin the cross, a sign to all,
But yet his love,
His grace,
The blood that flowed,
That flows,
Is for me, because of me.
Shall I rejoice in these scars?
Or fall to my knees in despair?
I killed the one I loved,
The One who loved,
The One who is love.
But still I rejoice--
He shows me the holes
As he lifts me back up
To remind me forever that
His blood reigns.
Make this my prayer
My longing.
Jesus--
Be king of my soul
Lord of my all.