I was raised a poor boy people didn't think too much of me But Jesus saw something in my life that they could not see He reached out and touched me And placed me in the palm of His hand Jesus made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man Oh yeah One day in the field while resting underneath the trees Jesus called my name and said His preacher I would be I used to walk on ploughed ground Now on the Gospel I now stand Jesus made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man (A mighty right man) Looking back on my life it's all such a great mystery How Jesus took a simple man and made a place just for me Why the Lord chose me I guess that I will never understand Why He made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man Oh yeah I used to live in a shack but a Mansion is now watin now for me Jesus has promised I'll live with Him eternally I'll praise His name I'm not afraid to lift up my hands Cause Jesus made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man Oh yeah