Unexpected theological truth from Mr Mayer

"Who says I can't be free, from all of the things that I used to be?

Rewrite my history; who says I can't be free?"

John Mayer, 'Who Says', from Battle Studies, 2009.

Wonderful, so wonderful

Wonderful, so wonderful is Your unfailing love

Your cross has spoken mercy over me.

No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no heart can fully know,

How glorious, how beautiful You are!

Beautiful One, I love You,

Beautiful One, I adore!

Beautiful One, my soul must sing!

Powerful, so powerful Your glory fills the skies

Your mighty works displayed for all to see.

The beauty of Your majesty awakes my heart to sing,

How marvellous, how wonderful You are!

You've opened my eyes to Your wonders anew,

You've captured my heart with this love.

'Cause nothing on earth is a beautiful as You.

My soul must sing: Beautiful One.

Where I am.

Depth of mercy; can there be mercy still reserved for me?

Can my God his wrath forbear, me, the chief of sinners spare?

I have long withstood his grace, long provoked him to his face,

Would not harken to his calls, grieved him by a thousand falls.

I my Master have denied, I afresh have crucified,

Oft profaned his hallowed name, put him to an open shame.

There for me the Saviour stands, shows his wounds and spreads his hands.

God is love. I know, I feel, Jesus weeps and loves me still.

Now incline me to repent, let me now my sins lament,

Now my foul revolt deplore, weep, believe, and sin no more.

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Christ, I claim you as my King, Lord accept my everything,

Emmanuel, at last I cry, you alone can satisfy.