As We Forgive
Lord, grant me grace to soothe the scars
That mark my heart and make it hard.
Help me to look into the eyes
Of the ones who wounded me
Of the ones who wounded me
Of the ones who wounded me
And heal our lives.
Perhaps they did not understand
The pain they caused by their own hand.
They could not see into my heart,
And so they wounded me
And so they wounded me
And so they wounded me
Tore me apart.
Fill me, Lord, with the grace to give
Love in return, and in time, forgive.
I do not have that heart in me,
I am weak,
I am weak.
As You forgave on Calvery,
And chose to turn the other cheek,
So teach me Lord to be that way.
For we all are wounding You
Yes, we all are wounding You
And we still are wounding You
This very day.
Forgive us, Lord, as we forgive.
