Oh Lord I stand and call at a distance
Your presence I dare not profane
For I am not worthy to approach
With all my decay, my sin and my shame
I surrender my will
I will do whatever You say
And find my healing on the way
I throw myself at Your feet
To thank You, my loving King
I sing Your praise and give you glory
I thank You, my loving King
Beautiful Savior, the One I adore
I thank You for mercy, My Jesus My Lord
O Lord I ask, make me a difference
Use me to bring back the lost
For I am not worthy, but You give me strength
You made a way, You've paid the great cost
I surrender my will
I will trust and I will obey
And find my healing on the way
He forgets not the lowly
He remembers the weak
His eye is on the sparrow
Yes He watches over me