Oh Lord, sweet Lord, in Your grace I was made For all of Your glory each morning I’ve prayed On the earth I was birthed, in Your heart I was raised And I sing unto Thee with praise But Lord, I am man, and I cannot yet see What reason You gifted such sorrow to me You have given so much, but taken much more Please forgive me when I wonder what for In my day’s doubtful hour, I beg You to see That my whole heart and soul is devoted to Thee And in late lonely night when with sorrow I’m full Teach trust, Lord, that it’s I that you cull Blessed He who is Lord who shall never revoke Plague, **, grief, heart attack, epilepsy, and stroke For all of His riches, divine from above Are a gift He has given with love Oh Lord, when I die, I shall rise up to Thee I shall feast at the banquet that You’ve laid out for me I shall find my seat ‘side Your golden throne And gouge out your eyes with a turkey bone Oh Lord, you damn fool, can’t you see by my face That I’ve spent my whole life climbing up to this place? For I knew in my wisdom you’d show me the way And we’d meet again some day