I ain't got nothin' to offer anybody
No smarts, no skills, ain't got no money
Just my hand, my feet, my humility
On the other hand, I've got it all figured out
My faith, my family, my wisdom, no doubt
The theologians and preachers who shout
Don't have anything more than my clout
But when it comes down to it,
the truth is this,
The final trumpet and shouts and
all will be bliss.
In heaven - no different by clothes
or by creed,
Our houses are built based on
what we believe.
No matter what side of the fence
you may fall,
Don't let your life pass without
giving your all.
All your fears, all your shame, all your doubt,
all your strength,
All your pride, all your mind, all your love
in His name.