From the recording Mountain

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Lyrics

You have blessed me so richly, I can’t believe what I hold in my hands
How quickly in this frail life they can slip through our fingers like sand

I complained about my shoes ‘til I met a man who had no feet
What a sorry attitude when my food wasn’t what I preferred to eat
Too late I learned that pride was what would cause my defeat,
‘cause pride goes before a fall

I was frustrated with You when You didn't do the things that I had prayed.
You stopped me in my tracks and reminded me it was my choice to be self made
It's plain now to me that I am the one who doesn't make the grade
And Jesus how I need You

You have blessed me, this place Calvary, would have vanished beneath the layers of time.
But it’s history, ‘cause you went there mocked, tortured and bleeding...
In Mercy, You took death’s cruel appointment that was mine
You took my curse and gave me Your blessing