Grace In a Barren Place -- Julie Martin
I was that Mephibosheth
Crippled by my twisted pride and
Hiding from You in a barren place
Where You could not find me
Where You would not give me what I deserved.
But somehow You found me and
I don’t understand why but You
Gave me what I do not deserve
You not only spared my desolate life but
You made it bountiful
And here at Your table
I will thank You, my King.