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When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."

When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
And need Christ to be my guide.

When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.

When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting that I've failed
And need God to clean my mess.

When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I'm claiming to be perfect.
My flaws are all too visible
But, God believes I'm worth it.

When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So, I call upon His name.

When I say... "I'm a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou.
I'm just a simple sinner
Who is saved by God's grace, somehow.