Wholly Yours piano leadsheet with chords

I am full of earth,

You are heaven's worth.

I am stained with dirt, prone to depravity.

And You are ev'rything that is bright and clean.

The antonym of me,

You are divinity.

But a certain sign of grace is this:

From the broken earth flowers come up,

pushing thru the dirt and You are holy,

holy, holy.

All heaven cries, "Holy,

holy God."

Oh, You are holy,

holy, holy.

I want to be holy like You are.

You are ev'rything that is bright and clean,

and You're covering me with Your majesty.

And the truest sign of grace was this:

From wounded hands redemption fell down,

liberating man.

And You are holy,

holy, holy.

All heaven cries, "Holy,

holy God."

Oh You are holy,

holy, holy.

I want to be holy like You are.

But the harder I try, the more clearly can I feel the depth of our fall and the weight of it all.

And so this might could be the most impossible thing:

Your grandness in me,

making me clean.

Glory, hallelujah!

Glory, glory, hallelujah!

You are holy,

holy, holy.

All heaven cries, "Holy,

holy God."

Oh, You are holy,

holy, holy.

I want to be holy,

holy, God.

So here I am, all of me,

finally ev'rything, wholly,

wholly, wholly.

I am wholly,

wholly, wholly, I am wholly,

wholly, wholly Yours.

I am wholly Yours.

I am full of earth and dirt and You.

Here I am,

ev'rything.