From glass alabaster, she poured out the depths of her soul Oh-oh, foot of Christ, would you wait if her harlotries known? Falls a tear to darken the dirt Of humblest offerings to forgive the hurt She is strong enough to stand in Your love I can hear her say,... "I'm weak, I'm poor, I'm broken, Lord But I'm Yours Hold me now Hold me now" Let he without sin cast the first stone, if you will To say that My bride isn't worth half the blood that I've spilled Point your fingers and laugh if you choose To say, "My beloved is borrowed and used She is strong enough to stand in My love" I can hear her say,... "I'm weak, (weak) I'm poor, (poor) I'm broken, (broken) Lord, but I'm Yours Hold me now Hold me now" When I am weak (weak) and I'm poor, (poor) I'm broken, (broken) Lord But I am Yours Hold me now (now) Hold me now (now) When I am weak (weak) and I'm poor, (poor) I am broken, (I am broken) Lord But I am Yours Hold me now (now) Hold me now (now)