SOMETIMES I THINK OF HEAVEN

AND HOW JESUS DIED FOR ME

AND I THINK HOW MARY FELT ON THAT DAY

AS HER SON SHED HIS BLOOD FOR ME

CHORUS:

O UNWORTHY TO BE, A CHILD OF THE KING

SO UNWORTHY TO KISS , HIS HANDS AND HIS FEET

UNWORTHY TO RECEIVE THE BLESSING HE GIVES

IM UNWORTHY TO BE HIS CHILD

2^ND

IN THIS WORLD THERE ARE TROUBLES AND TRAILS

AND SOMETIMES ITS SO HARD TO MAKE IT THRU

THAT'S WHEN I THINK OF THE PROMISE HE MADE

THAT HE ALWAYS BE THEIR FOR ME.