A Man Like Me by Wilburn & Wilburn

Here Comes Sunday by Wilburn & Wilburn

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A Man Like Me
by Wilburn & Wilburn

Album: Here Comes Sunday

I don't have that much to give
Or so it seemed
Just a farm kid from the country's
All I thought I'd ever be
But He saved me and He spoke to me
To share the Gospel Touch
And I wonder why He chose me
There's so little I can do

There's so many stories
Throughout the Bible that I read
His purpose is fulfilled
By the simplest of things

If He can use some rugged wood
And those three old rusty nails
If He can use the fallen walls
Inside a pagan Roman jail
If He can use a storm-tossed fishin' boat
On the Sea of Galilee
He can use a simple, searchin'
Wounded, hurtin', broken man like me

When I was lost, I sowed my oats
Reaped more than a few
But since God reached out to me
I've learned a thing or two
It's not the tools He uses
It's the power in His touch
I remind myself when I start thinking
I'm not all that much

If He can use some rugged wood
And those three old rusty nails
If He can use the fallen walls
Inside a pagan Roman jail
If He can use a storm-tossed fishin' boat
On the Sea of Galilee
He can use a simple, searchin'
Wounded, hurtin', broken man like me

Oh, I'm not the greatest man
But I don't have to be

If He can use some rugged wood
And those three old rusty nails
If He can use the fallen walls
Inside a pagan Roman jail
If He can use a storm-tossed fishin' boat
On the Sea of Galilee
He can use a simple, searchin'
Wounded, hurtin', broken man like me

Oh, Lord
A broken man like me
Oh, yes, He can