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.