How is it possible that You love me how You do?
So much
every day
every way
my heart flows over with joy…
As I walk about with so little virtue
so excess of fault
You still love
and love
and love
and my heart flows over with joy…
Even in my unworthiness I know
Your love lasts forever
and tomorrow
and forever
and my heart flows over with joy…
…and Love.
So much love
so that I can love that way too
love others with so little virtue
so excess of fault…
Is that Your point?