D.E.I.—Didn’t Earn It

I kept a list of decent things

To balance out my wrong,

But every time I counted up,

That other list grew long.

I couldn’t change the things I’d done

Or bargain them away.

I came to Jesus empty-handed,

With nothing left to say.

He knew the truth behind my name,

The things I couldn’t hide.

The hands I thought would turn me out

Were open wide.

D.E.I.—didn’t earn it.

Jesus paid what I could never pay.

Nothing on my list could buy forgiveness;

He carried all my debt that day.

Now His love is changing how I’m living,

In the words I speak, the steps I take.

Get Right. Do Right.

Because He’s worthy.

Didn’t earn it—Jesus made a way.

A working man with calloused hands,

A stranger passing through,

A mother trying to feed her kids,

Someone with much to lose.

Different skin and different stories,

People I have yet to know.

Every one bears God’s own image;

Let my words and actions show.

I’ve got no reason to look down

On someone needing grace.

I know the man I used to be;

I’ve stood there in that place.

D.E.I.—didn’t earn it.

Jesus paid what I could never pay.

Nothing on my list could buy forgiveness;

He carried all my debt that day.

Now His love is changing how I’m living,

In the words I speak, the steps I take.

Get Right. Do Right.

Because He’s worthy.

Didn’t earn it—Jesus made a way.

If I hurt you, I should own it.

If I owe you, pay it back.

If I gave my word, then keep it.

Grace can teach me how to act.

I am loved before I lift a hand;

That’s where the work begins.

I’ll spend this life He gave me

Showing what His mercy did.

D.E.I.—didn’t earn it.

Jesus paid what I could never pay.

Nothing on my list could buy forgiveness;

He carried all my debt that day.

Now His love is changing how I’m living,

In the words I speak, the steps I take.

Get Right. Do Right.

Because He’s worthy.

Didn’t earn it—Jesus made a way.

All my hope is in the Savior.

All my boasting in His name.

D.E.I.—didn’t earn it.

Jesus made a way.