Qualified

Qualified
My mind’s damp with reality
Looking through the fog on the path behind me
Coated with questions, who could ask?
I guess I’ll just stay here with my facade and my mask

My purpose exposed, as I stand here alone
I guess I don’t like to impose
Who would’ve thought that I could be qualified?
By a King who sits on a throne so I
Could have all the things that I have never dreamed of
It’s a love that’s so unbelievable, that it makes me believe in
Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.
But this love seems so unfair
That Christ would give His life, so that I could be His heir
I’m qualified by grace and blood made whole
It’s a love that I don’t deserve
No
No
My purpose exposed, as I stand here alone
I guess I don’t like to impose
Who would’ve thought that I could be qualified?
By a King who sits on a throne so I
Could have all the things that I have never dreamed of
It’s a love that’s so unbelievable, that it makes me believe in

I couldn’t believe that You’d love me so
I couldn’t believe that You’d call me your own
It’s so amazing never changing, your overwhelming
Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love.