As the rain falls upon my face, let Your love fall and begin to wash away the sin and stain of mistakes I’ve made.
May Your grace be my unending theme, Your presence be where I rest my head, and Your glory be my one desire.
For it is You alone, the only one worthy to sit upon the throne, who loves a wretch like me, to love me so fiercely, that there is nothing else that I can be except unashamedly free!
To run on mountains, to leap from great heights, to feel Your wind upon my face!
The freedom of my life increases as my soul encounters Your love and as I lose myself in thee, I find that I can truly be all that you have made for me.