"Unworthy, Lord," I cry, "Unworthy,
Unworthy of love; unworthy of mercy.
I have been sinful, Lord great is my pride.
I have cheated, mistreated, spouted out lies;
My temper and tongue, both are quite quick.
I haven't cared for the poor, the needy, the sick.
I cared not for the widow or orphaned child
And at times I even held back my tithes.
I only prayed to you Lord, when I had the time.
Oh, great is my sorrow, great is my crime.
So now before my Lord I shamefully come
With sorrow and regret for what I have done.
And though I know Lord, that I am unworthy,
I fall before you now, crying out 'Mercy'
Mercy my Lord, if in Your wise eyes
This Sinner may ever be justified."
© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene
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