What good, what good are these legs,
What good but to walk in your light?
What good, what good are these hands,
What good if they can't do what's right?
What good are these eyes but to seek your face?
What good is this body without your grace?
How long, how long will I hide
Not walking by your side?
What difference can I make
In a world that's so full of strife?
How long will I wait just to seek your face?
I come to your table,
to receive your grace.
So, help me Lord, help me to die
To the world and all of it's lies.
Then in my Lord in hope I will live.
In peace I will live in Christ live in Christl
Then truly forgiven I'll see your face.
I come to your table,
to receive your grace.
