I tremble and I weep and I stand in humble awe
Recalling all the moments and everything I saw
I cannot understand it that God should notice me
Insignificant and timid how can this ever be.
I have nothing to account for am simple as can be
I'm not popular or articulate I am nothing more than me
If I tried with all my being I'd still come out being poor
For I happy having nothing though God is giving more
Life is like a mystery: always becoming new
So much is unseen so much discovering to do
Overwhelmed and amazed by what I've come to see
I marvel and I wonder how God could notice me
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