Texty: Caedmons Call. Back Home. Awake My Soul.
The image of God invisible
The first born of all life
Before and within
He holds it all in
One name, one faith, one Christ
No one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
I trust no other source or name
Nowhere else can I hide
This grace gives me fear
And this grace draws me near
And all that it asks it provides
No one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
No seam in this garment
All my rags to hide
No less than your love
For Jesus is mine
When I stand on the edges of Jordan
With the saints and the angels beside
When my body is healed
And the glory revealed
Still I can boast only Christ
'Cause no one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
'Cause no one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
The first born of all life
Before and within
He holds it all in
One name, one faith, one Christ
No one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
I trust no other source or name
Nowhere else can I hide
This grace gives me fear
And this grace draws me near
And all that it asks it provides
No one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
No seam in this garment
All my rags to hide
No less than your love
For Jesus is mine
When I stand on the edges of Jordan
With the saints and the angels beside
When my body is healed
And the glory revealed
Still I can boast only Christ
'Cause no one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
'Cause no one is good enough
To save himself
Awake my soul tonight
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
To boast nothing else
Caedmons Call