Your kindness and the riches of Your grace
Lead me to repentance
To take hold of Your hand
Nothing in mine could I bring
You held out Yours with love eternal

Laid hold of mine

Turned me around to see

The light of Your face

Filling my hand with Yours

Your heart poured out through each finger tip

My hard palms bruised and calloused 

Melted under Your strong and gentle touch

Then waves of glory rolled over me

And began to change this heart of stone

Right down to my finger tips