Vil
No fui llamado por ser digno
Ni por mis fuerzas, ni mi voz
Fue en mi quebranto donde viste
Un corazón sediento de Dios
Como David ante gigantes
Como Moisés con su tartamudez
Tomaste lo que el mundo desprecia
Y lo llenaste de tu poder
Usaste lo vil, Señor
Para mostrar tu amor
Tomaste mi nada
Y me hiciste portador
De tu gloria, tu verdad
De lo eterno y celestial
Si me usas a mí
Es solo por tu bondad
Fui como Pedro en su negación
Fui como Saulo antes de ver la luz
Pero tu gracia, más que mi error
Me dio un nombre nuevo en la cruz
No elegiste al fuerte ni al sabio
Escogiste al caído y al olvidado
Y ahora mi historia es testimonio
De que tu poder se perfecciona en lo vil
Usaste lo vil, Señor
Para mostrar tu amor
Tomaste mi ruina
Y me diste dirección
De lo débil hiciste altar
De lo necio, tu señal
Si me usas a mí
Es tu gracia sin final
Vile
I was not called because I was worthy
Neither by my strength, nor by my voice
It was in my brokenness that you saw
A heart thirsting for God
Like David before giants
Like Moses with his stutter
You took what the world despises
And you filled it with your power
You used vile things, Lord
To show your love
You took my nothing
And you made me a bearer
Of your glory, your truth
Of the eternal and celestial
If you use me
It's only because of your kindness
I was like Peter in his denial
I was like Saul before I saw the light
But your grace, more than my mistake
He gave me a new name on the cross
You did not choose the strong or the wise
You chose the fallen and the forgotten
And now my story is a testament
That your power is perfected in vile things
You used vile things, Lord
To show your love
You took my downfall
And you gave me an address
You made an altar out of weakness
From foolishness, your sign
If you use me
It is your grace without end