Lord You know me
You know my thoughts
You know my motives
You know my heart
Lord I know the best of me
Is but filthy rags compared to thee
That?s why I want to be
I want to be broken
I want to be spilled out
I want to be broken, and poured out at Your feet
I want to be a sacrifice, to give my life
As a humble offering
May my worship be a fragrance unto thee
I want to be broken
©2000 220 Music
Submitted By: David Campbell
Ontario Canada