A Wretch Like Me

Amazing Grace
How sweet the sound
The sound of Your mighty Name

But as my face
Is on the ground
I can't bear to think your Name

I lay myself before You now
Pitiful and weak
Not worthy of Your mighty grace
Nor good enough to speak

I can't express the guilt
I weep as I confess
That though I've walked within Your Light
I'm tainted by darkness

Does Your Mercy have no end?
I plead with all my breath
Please let my crimes be covered
By a handful of nails, and death

Not worthy to even think Your Name
Wicked and disgraced
I plead for mercy

Is the sound enough to right my shame?
The sweet sound of amazing Grace
That saved a wretch like me