Chosen

I once thought I was a servant, unworthy of Your gaze, Working hard, just striving, lost in earthly mazes. But You saw beyond my failings, You reached out with Your hand, You called me from the shadows, to a promised, blessed land. You offer rest and comfort, a place to lay my head, Not like the world's harsh masters, but by Your gentle word instead.

Oh, I am chosen, a peculiar treasure, A royal priesthood, holy beyond measure. Called from the darkness, to Your marvellous light, Not a servant, Lord, but cherished in Your sight. You call me friend, You call me Your own child, In Your embrace, I'm no longer defiled.

No longer am I stranger, standing at the door, But a citizen of heaven, asking for so much more. You invite me to Your presence, to Your throne of grace, Not a judge demanding, but love on Your kind face. If You gave Your Son completely, the greatest gift of all, How could You withhold the small things, when I stumble and I fall?

It's not what I deserved, no right to claim Your love, Just endless grace and mercy, sent from heaven above. You healed my deepest wounds, with oil from Your own hand, Adopted into family, I now can understand. You graft me to Your lineage, a purpose true and deep, A precious son, a daughter, the promises You keep.

Oh, I am chosen, a peculiar treasure, A royal priesthood, holy beyond measure. Called from the darkness, to Your marvellous light, Not a servant, Lord, but cherished in Your sight. You call me friend, You call me Your own child, In Your embrace, I'm no longer defiled.

From darkness to Your light, Forever grateful, day and night. My God, my Father, and my Friend, Your endless love will never end.