
I asked myself, why would the Lord,
in perfect deity,
waste a moment or a thought
on a failure like me?
On my own I'm nothing good.
I've ruined and I've squandered.
One disappointment to the next
through my vain life I've wandered.
But our dear God in Heaven
still wants me for His son.
He looks at me as perfect,
no matter what I've done.
My failures make me realize
the grace my God has shown.
They ingrain in me the knowledge
that I'm nothing on my own.
There are heroes in the Bible
that everyone admires.
Some cowards or adulterers.
Some murderers or liars.
God made of them the noblest
of men the world has know.
By working through the least of men
the Father's power's shown.
Kapoe








