A fool like me

How can it be

A fool like me

Could be given eyes 

That help me see.


Your ways are hidden in plain sight 

Your hand is raised 

With restraining might.


Your Spirit seeks to show the way 


I am almost mute

I feel so weak 

But of your glory 

I live to speak. 


Of all your promises being yes and amen.


An unlearned man with a ready pen. 


So I will be a fool for you. 


There\'s nothing I would rather do.