HOLD ME NOW
Jennifer Knapp  1997



From the glass alabaster she pours out the depths of her soul,

Oh, foot of Christ would You wait if her harlotries know,

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 finger and laugh if you choose,

To say my beloved is borrowed and used,

	
	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,