From (G)glass al a bas ter, she poured out first the depths of her soul.

Oh, whoa, foot my of Christ, would you wait if her har lot ry’s known?

Falls a tear gers to dark en the dirt,

of (G)hum bl est of f’rings to for give the hurt.

She is (Am)strong e nough to (C)stand in Your (Em7)love.

(D)I can hear her say:

(CN.C.)“I’m weak;

I’m poor,

I’m bro ken, Lord,

but I’m Yours.

Hold me now.

Hold me now.”

Let (G)he with out sin ter, she poured the first the stone if you will,

to say that my of bride is n’t worth half the blood that I’ve spilled.

Point your fin gers and laugh, if you choose

to (G)say my be lov ed is bor rowed and used.

She is (Am)strong e nough to (C)stand in my (Em7)love.

(D)I can hear her say:

(CN.C.)“I’m weak;

I’m poor,

I’m bro ken, Lord,

but I’m Yours.

Hold me now.

Hold me now.”

Let Hold me now.”

(C6/9)When

I (CN.C.)am (G)weak

and I’m poor,

I’m bro ken, Lord,

but I am Yours.

Hold me now.

Hold me now.

When

I am (G)weak

and I’m poor,

I’m bro ken, Lord,

but I am Yours.

Hold me now.

Hold me now.

When

I am