Who am I to say what's right

Or for that matter to say what's wrong

What am I but a man

With big ideas but small plans

Guess I'm not much

Different than some



I found it hard to believe

That my brother would deceive me

Am I to assume that he

Meant to do right?

I now know he's not what I believed



Who am I but a man

Your eyes see just who I am

Who am I that you are mindful of me

Lord crash down these walls and

Remind me of who I am



I'm questioning

What's in the heart of a man

That makes us cling to what is wrong

Second birth causes me to

See the distance

From flesh to the spirit is long



Who am I but a man

Your eyes see just who I am



Not anything you've done

That I haven't done

Not anything in which Christ

Was not tempted

Not any crime for which

We're not criminals

Deserving to hang from that tree



Crash down the walls Lord