I know that I'm unworthy, Lord,
of all You've given me.
I don't deserve a single crumb
You give me constantly.
For what is man that You should care
enough to send Your Son
When all have sinned and gone astray
and hurt You one by one?
Forgive me, Lord, for thorns I placed
upon Your sacred brow,
For nails I placed into Your feet
without meaning to somehow.
Forbid it, Lord that I should boast
of anything I've done.
For the crumbs beneath Thy table,
have fed us everyone!
~ Clay Harrison
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