I am wholly Yours
I am full of earth, You are heaven’s worth
And You’re covering me with Your majesty
All heaven cries, “Holy, holy God”
All heaven cries, “Holy, holy God”
You are everything that is bright and clean
From wounded hands redemption fell down, liberating man
Pushing through the dirt
I am wholly, wholly, wholly Yours
I want to be holy like You are
Your grandness in me, making me clean
But the harder I try the more clearly can I
The antonym of me, You are divinity
And You are holy, holy, holy
I want to be holy like You are
Here I am, everything
And the truest sign of grace was this
All heaven cries, “Holy, holy God”
Songwriter: David Crowder
Feel the depth of our fall and the weight of it all
I wanna be holy, holy God
But a certain sign of grace is this
Wholly, wholly, wholly, I am wholly, wholly
You are holy, holy, holy
Glory, Hallelujah, glory, glory, Hallelujah
And You are holy, holy, holy
And You are everything that is bright and clean
And so this might could be, the most impossible thing
From the broken earth flowers come up
And You are holy, holy, holy
Publishers: SIXSTEPS MUSIC, WORSHIPTOGETHER.COM SONGS
I am stained with dirt, prone to depravity
So here I am, all of me, finally everything
I am full of earth and dirt and You
And You are holy, holy, holy
And You are holy, holy, holy