Use Me

I read You used loaves and bread

Raise the dead with what You said

So I know that's what You do

I've seen You use men like me

To free the slaves and part the seas

So I know that's what You do

You make weak things strong

And give bones their flesh

So I believe You can use me

You make poor men rich

And give dead men breath

So I believe You can use me

When tragedy is all I see

Drowning in anxiety

I'll trust it's in Your hands

A pain so real it moves my feet

My soul sings a melody

And I'll trust it's in Your hands

You make weak things strong

And give bones their flesh

So I believe You can use me

You make poor men rich

And give dead men breath

So I believe You can use me

Just like Moses

Just like Peter

Just like David

And Elijah

Just like my momma

And my father

If You can use them, You can use me

Just like my Pastor

And Sunday school teacher

Front door Greeter

Student leader

Just like the missionary, or the one who cleans the sanctuary

If You can use them, You can use me

You make weak things strong

You give bones their flesh

So I believe You can use me

You make poor men rich

And give dead men breath

So I believe You can use me

Oh, I believe You can use me

Oh, I believe You can use me