In light of the cross …

WHAT AM I?

Nothing more am I than a sinner saved by grace

Nothing more am I than a worm raised to the place of son and heir

Nothing more am I than a beggar washed clean by another's life's blood

Nothing more am I than a servant privileged to sit at the Master's table

Nothing more am I than an enemy forgiven, because justice fell on another

Nothing more am I than a criminal whose sentence has been served by the Judge

Nothing more am I than a peasant who has favor with the King, only by His mercy

Nothing more am I than one rejected, now accepted because of another's righteousness

Nothing more am I than a defiant child whose heart is softened by the Father's patience

Nothing more am I than a wicked rebel, spared judgment because another paid the price

Nothing more am I than a slave whose freedom has been purchased for the price of a prince

Nothing more, nothing more, nothing more am I

All that I have become, He has made me

So here I stand, saved and righteous before Him

and here I am, acceptable in His sight

I am a son with His name, I am an heir of Heaven

I am a saint, by His decree, and He cleanses me still

I am forgiven and welcomed into fellowship with Him

I am a poem being crafted by the great Artist Himself

I am a temple for the Holy One who lives on high

I am His hands, I am His feet, I am His vessel for love

I am new through and through, and freed from sin's grasp

I am the apple of his eye and I've found His smile

Nothing more, nothing more, nothing more am I

All that I now am, He has made me