I was never wanted, no chance of being king
As I was brought forth in sin
But as I toil in the back cleaning sheep crap
Still my soul will sing
That I was fearfully and wonderfully made
In my current state if lowly employment and even lower among my relatives
I perform like I know my Redeemer lives
I take care if what is not my own, 'cause this is my job
This may be temporary, but I'll be content if this is forever
Si as a young man, able-bodied and strong
I will take joy in my mental tasks
'Cause they are fir my gain in that they build my character
In my heart and my ambitions
I have no aim that seeks to please You
Si I call in Your righteous name
To give me hope and rid me of my sinfulness
For who can behold You?
And how can You behold my sin?
I won't give in to this culture of death
If praying "when will You bless me and what can You do fir me?"
"We all get caught up in the thrill and the excitement of secular heroes
But as Christians we need to have a clear picture of what greatness really is."
And even if this song is heard nowhere
Except in the ears of the sheep in my care
My God I'll keep singing
To You, my God, I'll keep singing
I'm going to digress here for just one second
And I will never apologize for this
You can call it a "woman's right"
And you can call it a "woman's choice" all you want
But the fact will still remain:
Abortion is murder.
And every tongue in support will be an accomplice of such a horrid crime
Who are you ti say who is healthy enough as to be worthy to live?
So get in the right side if history and take a stand for humanity
I stand tall when I stand with Him
But when u think I am good and begin to cling
To my righteousness (like I have some)
I'm but a fool and I have no ground ti stand on
And He lets me fall that I may remember
It is no routine that I am still alive
It is by grace I woke up today
And it is by grace I am not condemned
All grace, always
Hear my cry, God if shepherds
A sinner made of spit and dirt
Help me, change me
Use me, immortalize me