Broken Things

Verse 1

If grace was a kingdom I stopped at the gate
Thinking I don't deserve to pass through
After all the mistakes that I've made
Oh but I heard a whisper as heaven bent down
Said child don't you know
That the first will be last and the last get a crown

Chorus

And now I'm just a beggar in the presence of a King
I wish I could bring so much more
But if it's true You use broken things
Then here I am Lord I'm all Yours

Interlude

Oh whoa oh

Verse 2

The pages of history they tell me it's true
That it's never the perfect
It's always the ones with the scars that You use
It's the rebels and the prodigals
It's the humble and the weak
All the misfit heroes You chose
Tell me there's hope for sinners like me

Interlude

I'm all Yours
Oh whoa oh

Ending

Grace is a kingdom with gates open wide
And there's a seat at the table just waiting for you
So come on inside