From glass alabaster, she poured out the depths of her soul
Oh-oh, foot of Christ, would you wait if her harlotries known?
Falls a tear to darken the dirt
Of humblest offerings to forgive the hurt
She is strong enough to stand in Your love
I can hear her say,...
"I'm weak, I'm poor, I'm broken, Lord
But I'm Yours
Hold me now
Hold me now"
Let he without sin cast the first stone, if you will
To say that My bride isn't worth half the blood that I've spilled
Point your fingers and laugh if you choose
To say, "My beloved is borrowed and used
She is strong enough to stand in My love"
I can hear her say,...
"I'm weak, (weak) I'm poor, (poor) I'm broken, (broken)
Lord, but I'm Yours
Hold me now
Hold me now"
When I am weak (weak) and I'm poor, (poor) I'm broken, (broken) Lord
But I am Yours
Hold me now (now)
Hold me now (now)
When I am weak (weak) and I'm poor, (poor) I am broken, (I am broken) Lord
But I am Yours
Hold me now (now)
Hold me now (now)
