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