Sunday, October 14, 2012


`He will not crush the weakest reed
or put out a flickering candle'
Isaiah 42:3

Who am I?
Casting Crowns

Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin,
would look on me with love and watch me rise again?
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea,
would call out through the rain 
and calm the storm in me?
Not because of who I am - But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done - but because of who You are

I am a flower quickly fading, 
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean, a vapor in the wind
Still You  hear me when I'm calling
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling 
And You've told me who I am -
I am Yours, I am Yours