Dear brothers and sisters, we always thank God for you, as is right, for we are thankful that your faith is flourishing and you are all growing in love for each other. - II Thes. 1:3
I sit here and question why my God loves me Though I have never done a good thing Or a righteous deed And though I’m rich, I claim that I’m poor Crying over earthly things I know I can’t afford but He who died is greater than these I should be thankful, praying on my knees Crying CHORUS: Alpha and Omega Prince of Peace O, my king of Kings The Great I Am, Jehovah Jireh Who cares for me The Holy One, the Holy Father of the Blessed Trinity All Consuming Fire burn in me Now I never claimed to be anymore than I am Anymore than I seem In fact I bill myself so much less than I am So much less than He sees So may I hold out with an open hand This frail life of mine and pray that You can make it stand Most Holy God it’s all I need to say that I’m thankful I can believe in the CHORUS