Hand Of The Beggar
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01. The Hand Of The Beggar
Lyrics
John PuckettI’ve spent my life pursuing one pleasure to the next Careless and self-centered until the inevitable wreck All of my failures and frustration had left me lonely and in need a hopeless situation that finally drove me to my knees Oh.. mine is the hand of the beggar in rags receiving the gift of the King To share in the glory as an heir of God yet I don’t deserve a thing You may ask yourself the question how does a man receive an incredibly vast fortune like the one God’s given me? When the only title earned is chief of sinners more or less and with a history of bad choices that had put me in that mess Oh yes mine is the hand of the beggar in rags receiving the gift of the King To share in the glory as an heir of God yet I don’t deserve a thing Riches inconceivable, glorious and divine my sweet Jesus alone holds the key He saved my soul and made me whole for all eternity He shed His blood upon the cross for a sinful beggar such as me There is nowhere else to look but upwards when you lay at the bottom of the hole you’ve dug unless you choose to stay the world will leave you empty and broken face-down in the dirt but beggars can be chooser despite what you have heard Oh yes mine is the hand of the beggar in rags receiving the gift of the King oh to share in the glory as an heir of God yet I don’t deserve a thing