I am full of earth, You are heaven’s worth
I am stained with dirt, Prone to depravity
You are everything that is bright and clean
The antonym of me, You are divinity
What a certain sign of grace is this, From a broken earth
Flowers come up pushing through the dirt

You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy God
You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy like you are

You are everything that is bright and clean
And you’re covering me with your majesty
And the truest sign of grace is this
From wounded hands redemption filled Liberating them

You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy God
You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy like you are

But the harder I try the more clearly can I fill
the depth of our fall and the weight of it all
And so this might could be the most impossible thing
Your grandness in me making me clean

Glory, Halelujah Glory, Glory Halelujah
You are holy, holy, holy
All heaven cries holy, holy God
You are holy, holy, holy
I wanna be holy, holy God
Here I am all of me
Finally, everything
Holy, holy, holyI am holy, holy, holy
I am holy, holy, wholly yours
I am wholly yours

I am full of earth and dirt
Here I am
Everything