Eleven Men

In a dream, He knocked on the door, I said move along, I'm singing the tune of another song Yet He knocked again, knowing my flesh was full of sin, sat with my back to the door, said, I can't do this much More. How great a sin, yet His patience did not wear thin, He stayed for a season, and in, my mind without reason I was weak and selfish, but He found me, a child throwing a tantrum, yet he waited ohh Jesus knocked yet once More as He said, we should meet, this time I opened the door and fell at, his feet How great a sin, yet His patience did, not wear thin, He stayed for a season, and in, my mind, without reason I was lost, wandering in, in the dark My heart was heavy, burdened and scarred But His love, it reached out to me In my brokenness, He set me free, hallelujah How great a sin, yet His patience did not wear thin, He stayed for a season, and in my mind without reason His endless grace, it lifted me from shame How great a sin, yet His patience did not wear thin, He stayed for a season, and in my mind without reason His endless grace, it lifted me from shame But His love, it reached out to me In my brokenness, He set me free (hallelujah) How great a sin, yet His patience did not wear thin He stayed for a season, and in my mind without reason