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A heartfelt worship song inspired by the Gospel of Luke 18:9-14 — the parable of the Pharisee and the tax collector.
It tells the story of two men praying in the same temple: one full of pride, the other humble and broken. Only the one who bowed low was lifted high by God’s mercy.
A gentle reminder that grace begins where pride ends, and that true faith lives in humility before His throne.

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"Humble Before Your Throne"

Two men came to pray — same house, same stone,
One spoke of all the good he'd done.
The other bowed his head alone,
And whispered softly, “God, forgive what I’ve become.”

The proud stands tall beneath the light,
But grace falls low, unseen by sight…

Humble before Your throne, I lay down all I own.
No crown to bring, no words to sing,
Just mercy that I need.
Humble before Your throne, I come with heart of stone —
And You turn it into flesh again,
Lord, remember me.

I built my pride on holy ground,
Counting all the ways I prayed.
But You saw truth without a sound —
That love begins where self decays.

No boasting lips, no lifted eyes,
Just tears that tell the wiser lies.

Humble before Your throne, I lay down all I own.
No crown to bring, no words to sing,
Just mercy that I need.
Humble before Your throne, I come with heart of stone —
And You turn it into flesh again,
Lord, remember me.

Not the righteous, but the broken,
Find the doors of heaven open.
Not the mighty, but the small,
Stand forgiven after all.

Humble before Your throne, I lay down all I own.
No crown to bring, no words to sing,
Just mercy that I need.
Humble before Your throne, I come with heart of stone —
And You turn it into flesh again,
Lord, remember me.

Humble before Your throne, I lay down all I own.
Your grace became the song I sing,
Your love — my victory.
Humble before Your throne, redeemed and not alone,
I was blind, but now I see,
Lord, remember me.