I sit here and question why my god loves me
Though i have never done a good thing or a righteous
Deed
And though i'm rich i claim that i'm poor
Crying over earthly things i know i can't afford but
He who died is greater than these
I should be thankful praying on my knees crying
Alpha and omega
Prince of peace
O my king of kings
The great i am jehovah jireh
Who cares for me
The holy one, the holy father of the blessed trinity
All consuming fire burn in me
Now i never claimed to be anymore than i am
Any more than i seem
In fact i bill myself so much less than i am
So much less than he sees
So may i hold out with an open hand
This frail life of mine and pray that you can make it stand
Most holy god it's all i need to say that i'm thankful
I can believe in the
Alpha and omega
Prince of peace
O, my king of kings
The great i am, jehovah jireh
Who cares for me
The holy one, the holy father of the blessed trinity
All consuming fire burn in me