maybe . . .

Maybe it is the sin
Maybe it is the sorrow
Maybe it is the pain
Maybe it is the imperfection of my life
That makes a life with Christ so beautiful

If I had not known sin
I would not know forgiveness
If I had not wept in pain
I would not rejoice in His saving grace
If I did not feel unworthy
My heart would fail to be continually grateful

My life is marred
His plan is perfect
I lost my way
He led me safely back to Him
Now I cling to Him
With all that I have

Do not leave me, for without You I am nothing.