One day a roman soldier, in a shameful gambling game Won the blood stained garment, that once had clothed my King Just a cheap robe of linen, no great value did it hold But when worn by the Master, it was worth more than gold You see a few days before, this old garment had changed the life Of a tired and helpless woman, who'd believed with all her might She'd reached out and touched it, with the hope to be restored She knew this plain old garment, was the vesture of the Lord God uses common garments, to do uncommon things And God uses common people, to live out His uncommon dreams It's not what you are now that matters, You see, it's what He can make you to be Cause if God can take an old common garment and change a life Then surely He can use you and me You see we are the reason, that Jesus came to die And we have been chosen, to send forth His light So it doesn't matter, if your worth is great or small God needs some willing vessels, just common garments that's all Cause, God uses common garments, to do uncommon things And God uses common people, to live out His uncommon dreams It's not what you are now that matters, You see, it's what He can make you to be Cause if God can take an old common garment and change a life Then surely He can use you and me If God can take an old common garment and change a life Then surely He can use you and me