Worthy I am not to be here
Worthy not I to be at Your feet
Worthy not I to be with You
Worthy not my Master to greet

Wondrous You are, dear Lord
Wondrous are Your ways
Wondrous that You love me
Wondrous You love always

Worship I do with all my heart
Worship with psalms and song
Worship with arms lifted high
With You, O Lord, I belong



O, sweet melody fills my heart
A song of joy and praise
My Savior redeems and renews
To Him my heart I raise

The King of kings, the Almighty
He suffered a crown of thorns for me
The Shepherd Himself led as a Lamb
Sacrificing Himself for humanity

Precious Lord, what did You ponder
As they led You Calvary Way?
You embraced the Cross they gave
That I may be with You one day



Sweet Savior, what thoughts were Yours
When they pierced Your hands and feet?
You thought of the children You would save
In Heaven someday each one to meet

My God, my Master, what did You say
When You they did scourge and mock?
You asked Your Father to forgive them
As You longed to gather Your flock

Tremble with awe does my heart
Both humbled and amazed am I
My Savior thought lovingly of me
When Him they did crucify



The depth of Your love is unfathomable
Could indeed these truths be so?
Yes, my Savior’s love transcends thought
He loves me more than I can know

Rejoice, my soul, in my Lord
Stand in awe of His eternal love
Enthrone my King in my heart
In glory He reigns Above

Lord, nothing I can give to You
Will come close to all You give me
Please accept the gift of myself
For I give all of myself to Thee



Love You more I do each day
Closer I long to be with You
I desire to know Your Ways
To cling to all that is True

Master, I kneel before You
Take all I have, all who I am
I pour of myself for You
As You did for me, Precious Lamb

Worthy I am not to be here
Worthy not I to be at Your feet
Worthy not I to be with You
Worthy not my Master to greet



Wondrous You are, dear Lord
Wondrous are Your ways
Wondrous that You love me
Wondrous You love always

Worship I do with all my heart
Worship with psalms and song
Worship with arms lifted high
With You, O Lord, I belong

~*~

© Caroline Gavin
carolinegavinre@aol.com

"Trembling with awe, humbled and amazed am I:
My Savior thought lovingly of me
when Him they did crucify.
'Reflection by Caroline'