Intro (feat. Mordecai & Isaac Makashinyi)

Doesn't matter if you're rich or poor, where you're from It doesn't matter where your hands have been All that He requires is a broken and contrite heart We live in a broken world, among a broken people And we ourselves are part of that broken community Sin has broken us and driven us further and further away from God Like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden We run away and hide from the One who created us and can make us whole again So give up the exhausting effort of pretending you are better than you are I pray that you will ask God to graciously and lovingly break you And embrace the paradox of the Christian life That you rise higher by stooping low That you live by dying to self That your fullness will come through emptiness Your strength through weakness Your joy through mourning And your wholeness through a broken and contrite heart This is the sweetest medicine that God gives us This is what is called grace It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor, where you're from It doesn't matter where your hands have been All that He requires is a broken and contrite heart Is a broken and contrite heart Is a broken and contrite heart