Thankful — текст песни (Caedmon`s Call)

Thankful


I ran across an old box of letters

While I was baggin up some clothes for Goodwill

You know I had to laugh that the same old struggles

That plagued me then are plaguing me still

I know the road is long from ground to glory

But a boy can hope he`s getting some place

But you see, I`m running from the very clothes I`m wearing

And dressed like this I`m fit for the chase



No, there is none righteous

Not one who understands

There is none who seek God

No not one, no not one



I am thankful that I`m incapable

Of doing any good on my own

`Cause we`re all stillborn and dead in our transgressions

We`re shackled up to the sin we hold so dear

So what part can I play in the work of redemption

I can`t refuse, I cannot add a thing



`Cause I am just like Lazarus and I can hear Your voice

I stand and rub my eyes and walk to You

Because I have no choice



I am thankful that I`m incapable

Of doing any good on my own

I`m so thankful that I`m incapable

Of doing any good on my own



It`s by grace I have been saved

Through faith it`s not my own

It is the gift of God and not by works

Lest anyone should boast