Child of God

Yeah, I stumble, I fall. Don't always get it right at all.

Got cracks in my armor, scars I hide. But there's something deeper inside.

I'm learning that my worth ain't earned. It's a gift, not something I gotta confirm.

Every time I mess up, every time I break, there's grace that meets me more than

I can take. I'm a child of God, yeah. Loved just as I am.

Don't have to be perfect, don't have to pretend. I'm a child of God, oh.

Held in steady hands. When I'm weak, when I'm broken, that's where love begins.

I'm a child of God. Some days I question everything. Wondering if I measure up to anything.