Once I was broken,
Beaten and down.
Then came my Savior,
To bring me around.
Who would believe it?
Who would have known?
That Jesus thought of me,
As one of His own!
He lifts me up,
High off the ground.
Making my steps,
Solid and sound.
Heavenly blessings,
He wants to give.
Sinful discretions,
He came to forgive.
Angels of Mercy,
He sends my way.
Help me to walk on,
These feet of clay.
He lifts me up,
High off the ground.
Making my steps,
Solid and sound.
Lifting me up,
Keeping me secure.
Moving me away,
From Satan's lure.
Watching and waiting,
For each fall I take.
Wanting and able,
To heal every ache.
He lifts me up,
High off the ground.
He saved this life,
from hell's fiery bound.