All I have to offer You is me, Lord
All I have to offer You is me
I have no riches, I have no fame
I have no gifts fit for a King
I have no incense, myrrh, or gold
Like the wisemen of old
Costly perfume have I none
For God's only Begotten Son
All I have to offer You is me
So my heart I give to You
As I kneel down at Your feet
And Your praises I will sing
Forever praise Your holy name
For all I have to offer You is me
* Psalms 51:17 *
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise.
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