
The things that I love and hold dear to my heart
Are just bor-rowed, they’re not mine at all;
Je-sus on- ly let me use them to brigh-ten my life,
So re-mind me, re-mind me, dear Lord.
Ch:
Roll back the cur-tain of mem-‘ry now and then,
Show me where you brought me from and where I could have been;
Re-member I’m hu-man, and hu-mans for-get So re-mind me, re-mind me, dear Lord.
Noth-ing good have I done to de-serve God’s own Son,
I’m not wor-thy of the scars in His hands;
Yet He chose the road to Cal-v’ry to die in my stead-
Why He loved me, I can’t un-derstand.
Ch:
Roll back the cur-tain of mem-‘ry now and then,
Show me where you brought me from and where I could have been;
Re-member I’m hu-man, and hu-mans for-get So re-mind me, re-mind me, dear Lord
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