From glass alabaster she poured out the depth of her soulO foot
of Christ would you wait if her harlotries known?Falls a tear to
darken the dirtOf humblest offerings to forgive the hurtShe is
strong enough to stand in your loveI can hear her
say....I'm weakI'm poorI'm broken, LordBut
I'm your'sHold me now, hold me nowLet he without sin
cast the first stone if you willTo say that my bride isn't
worth half the blood that I'vespilledPoint your finger and
laugh if you chooseTo say my beloved is borrowed and usedShe is
strong enough to stand in My loveI can hear her say....I'm
weakI'm poorI'm broken, LordBut I'm
your'sHold me now, hold me now