I cannot understand

Why I have all that I have

After all that I’ve done

Like a murderer in a mansion

I feel out of place

Surrounded by wonderful blessings

Gifts from the King’s table

You must have the wrong person!

I deserve separation, not eternal life

I deserve despair, not unending love

I deserve to be handed over to the evil one

Not cradled in the very hands

Of the King of the universe

I will praise you forever

For the king has dressed His lowest servant

In royal robes

He has bestowed glory and honour

On a wretched beggar

I can never thank you enough.