I have no position, no great talent have I.
I walked through your doors, I wanted to try.
The church seemed inviting, so pretty and nice.
Yet do they see me? It’s a throw of the dice.
I feel so alone, unnoticed or seen.
They speak of a man on whom I can lean.
Do I see any difference in them and the world?
If they can’t even see me, like a flag unfurled.
If I comeback will they notice or ignore me again.
I hear them make statements and yes, shout, “Amen!”
I hear of the prophets, unlikely were they.
Called by God to follow His way.
Is this the church that His Word, talked about?
How they served Him, I don’t know there’s a doubt.
I may try again just in case I am wrong.
I yearn for a place I can say I belong.
Lord, if your real, please help me to see.
This is the place that will help me find me.
A child who is lost, bewildered and bound.
I’m told that You love me, in You I’ll be found.
A love that surpasses all of my sins.
And covers my failures, frees me to win.
Life everlasting with You evermore.
When someday I’m called home, to Heaven’s shore.