Lyrics Broken Things - Matthew West

Broken Things

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»
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
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
Oh, 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
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
I’m all Yours
Grace is a kingdom with gates open wide
There’s a seat at the table just waiting for you
So, come on inside