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

SIMPLY GOD’S

 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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