He's brought me here, where things are clear And trials turned to gold He shared with me, His victory He won in days of old Oh, Lord, I don't deserve The riches of Your Word But You've changed my filthy rags To linen, white as snow The view from here, is nothing near To what it is for You I tried to see, Your plan for me But I only acted like I knew Oh, Lord, forgive the times I tried to read Your mind 'Cause You said, if I'd be still Then, I would hear Your voice My Lord, my King, my urge to sing And praise the things above No words can say, the glorious way You changed me with Your love He's brought me low, so I could know The way to reach the heights To forsake my dreams, my self-esteem And give up all my rights With each one that I lay down A jewel's placed in my crown 'Cause His love of things above Is all we'll ever need He's brought me here, where things are clear And trials turned to gold