Verse 1
Break me like a twig Lord ‘cause I’m always acting like a tree.
My pride is so large, and it’s in the wrong things.
I take credit for what You’ve done, and I give You what’s left over,
And now I know I’m nothing without You.
Chorus
You raise me from the depths;
You bring me to higher ground;
And though I don’t deserve any of this...
You give freely
Verse 2
You’re the best thing that’s happened to me, and I love You.
And I won’t be afraid to sing when my daylight turns to night.
(c)2001
