I am going through songs for my youth group and I remembered this one.
I was at a point in my walk where I started telling my testimony to groups at Church and I remember this song hitting me like a ton of bricks.
As I remembered my sins, I thought of the words in this song.
Every time I slept with someone, I pushed a thorn into His skull.
Every time I took a pill or drink, I pounded that nail into His wrist.
When my conscious would tell me these things were wrong, I would bury His grace (love).
Yet, when I was totally broken, I screamed out for Him and He came without hesitation.
After all the pain I caused Him, He came and held me and set me free. He put a smile on my face and Joy in my heart.
I was nothing, I was sweat on His brow, in threat of being flung off at any moment, and now I am the daughter of the King.