Sometimes I stand sometimes I fall
At times I don't have faith at all
But in those times
You let me know
That nothing I confess can you love me less
Sometimes I'm right sometimes I'm wrong
I may step in now I'm in the middle of the storm
But through it you let me know.
that nothing I can confess can make you love me less
What kind of love is this
Who can love like on the cross in pain for me
And when your arms stretched wide
You let me know that nothing I confess can make you love me less
Sometimes I'm strong sometimes I'm weak
Iv been hurt before and now I struggle to forgive
But through your grace
Amazing grace
I know that nothing I can confess can make you love me less
What kind of love is this
Who can love like this
On the cross in pain for me
And when your arms stretched wide
You let me know that nothing I confess can make you love less