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I'd like to say thank you,
But that's nothing near the gratitude I owe you
For all the good You've done for me.
You came and you died
That I might come to thee.
And though I'll never know why
You would love someone so wretched
As what I turned out to be.
I am overwhelmed when I think
Of what I would be without you,
And so glad I'll never have to know.
So Lord, bear with me.
I'm not grown yet,
But I'm nearing what I should be.