Gracious is the Lord, and righteousness; yea,
our God is merciful.
The Lord preserveth the simple:
I was brought low,
and he helped me.
Psalm 116: 5-6
I see the position I hold in life
To me it looks kind of low
People seem to pass me by
But there’s one thing I know.
I know to whom I belong
Not some group pretending to care
No, in my darkest midnight hour
They will not be there.
I don’t belong on the outside
Trying to fit in
We all fall short of the glory
And sometimes land flat in sin.
No, I belong to God most high
For gracious is the Lord
Righteous and so merciful
To help me stay on accord.
When I look up from where I stand
And I see hills to climb are hard
And evil tries to push me down
I stop, because I know I belong;
I’m Simply God’s.
Written by Teresa L. Chapman
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