How Can It Be
Thoughts of Your Great Majesty
You the Creator of the Universe
Would with me want to converse
I Lord full of sin
Sent Your Son on a spin
He who knew no shame
Took upon Himself my blame
And died upon a tree
I the guilty one set free
Jesus Christ paid the penalty
On the Cross of Calvary
He died so willingly
Lord, what do You see in me
Now I put away my pride
Simple 'neath Your Cross I hide
And ask You Lord to come inside
In all Your ways I would abide
Holy Spirit please be my Guide
