If we could truly open our
Hearts and expose to the world
Everything we hide
Would we be embarrassed
By what they find
What an imperfect gift
The heart truly is
With all its holes and flaws
For I am ready to fall
In weakness I confess
My iniquity condemns me
To ruin
God is a dreamer
When our joy runs out
Racing for success
Striving for life
When we are terminal
In our eyes
If I give you my voice
Will you sing a song
Straight to their hearts
Use my, my fracture
To revive the lost
For I am ready to fall
In weakness I confess
My iniquity condemns me
To ruin
For I am ready to fall
In weakness I confess
My iniquity condemns me
To ruin
Father use me
Use me for your glory
Father use me
Use me for your glory
Father use me
Use me for your glory
Father use me
Use me
For I am ready to fall
In weakness I confess
My iniquity condemns me
To ruin
For I am ready to fall
In weakness I confess
My iniquity condemns me
To ruin
I am ready to fall
I confess
I'm ready to fall