Poor and Humble

Darlin', your heartache ain't s'posed to last
The future will one day become the past
The flag won't always be at half mast, my dear
And I know that all of these crises will fade
Nothin' came true of the plans that I made
If they never fell through, would I ever have stayed, my Lord?

So let me be poor and humble
You cause the proud to stumble
If I ever get high, Lord, bring me down
You're in the mud where the sinners abound
Giving the lost a place to be found

Brother, you know that the time is at hand
When all of these sorrows are washed from the land
So don't you be found with your trust in a man, no, no
And Almighty God doesn't ask for perfection
He just wants our faithfulness and affection
But some days I struggle to find my direction, oh God

Let me be poor and humble
You cause the proud to stumble
If I ever get high, Lord, bring me down
You're in the mud where the sinners abound
Giving the lost a place to be found

So let me be poor and humble
You cause the proud to stumble
If I ever get high, Lord, bring me down
You're in the mud where the sinners abound

Let us be poor and humble
You cause the proud to stumble
If we ever get high, Lord, bring us down
You're in the mud where your people abound
Giving us all a place to be found
Giving us all a place to be found
Giving us all a place to be found
Giving us all yourself