I WILL NEVER REALLY KNOW WHY

 

I will never really know why God loves me.

He knows that my heart is as black as could be.

To the world I put on a very good face.

If my thoughts were revealed I would be disgraced.

 

Every Sunday you will find me in church.

There my heart and my mind I want God to search.

I want to worship God in spirit and in truth.

I want to return to the zeal of my youth.

 

Years ago I was called to Christian ministry.

That I had no talent everyone could see.

When I had success at many other things

Why did God call me when he knows I can’t sing?

 

I know that in all of the churches I served,

It is clear that God has blessed more than I deserved.

Today marks thirty-nine years of ordination.

I’m still glad to be in this denomination.

 

Now that my heart burns with the truths of God’s Word.

To remain silent would be patently absurd.

Maybe I will preach to the day that I die.

To serve God I want to continually try.