My desire is to earn Your grace To make a basis for the gift I take Return to chains that in my strength can break That I might view myself as someone great In my pride, I think that I could save That my salvation's something I could remake And measure man by what he gives and takes Instead of how to God his heart relates But forever Lord You are the author, and the perfecter My only Saviour Always Lord You're the true mediator, my hearts protector Wonderful Saviour My rebel heart is fighting for control The secret sin that I so closely hold My chains are loose but all their weight I bare For in my hands I choose to carry them all What a pride to think that I could save What a love that lifts me from the grave What a story of salvation's plan King of kings hung on a cross for man What a pride to think that I could save What a love that lifts me from the grave What a story of salvation's plan King of kings hung on a cross for man But forever Lord You are the author, and the perfecter My only Saviour Always Lord You're the true mediator, my hearts protector Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful... Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful