From glass alabaster she poured out the depths of her soul. O foot of

Christ would you wait if her harlotries known? falls a tear to darken the

dirt. Of humblest offerings to forgive the hurt. She is strong enough to

stand in your love. I can hear her say..I am weak. I am poor I'm broken

Lord but I'm yours. Hold me Now. hold me Now. Let the first without sin

cast the first stone if you will. To say that my bride isn't worth half the

blood that I've spilled. Point your finger and laugh if you choose to say my

beloved is borrowed and used (chorus)

Copyright: Capitol CMG Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JENNIFER LYNN KNAPP