HIS GOOD IN ME

I have spent all the money 
I ever owned
I have squandered all my talents,
there’s nothing to show
But now I gladly come
just as I am to Jesus
And I pray He’d create His
good in me.

CHORUS
But maybe He can make
something of me Oooh...
I know I’m not as smart
Like someone else,
I don’t pretend to be
But this one thing I know for sure
My old wretched soul won’t find its cure
Till He has been lifted in me.

This old flesh I wear
gets so hard to bear
And is sometimes weak
My forgetful mind just won’t let me find
The words to speak
And everyday old Satan tells me
That there’s no need to believe
That He could ever make
something of me.

But this one thing l know for sure
My old wretched soul has found
its cure
For He has made His good
in me.