You know I ran across an old box of letters While I was baggin' up some clothes for goodwill Imagine you know I had to laugh that the same old struggles That plagued me then are plaguin' me still
I know the road is long from the ground to glory But a boy can hope he's gettin' some place But you see, I'm runnin' from the very clothes I'm wearin' And dressed like this I'm fit for the chase
No, there is none righteous, not one who understands There is none who seek God, no not one, I said, "No not one"
So I here I am thankful that I'm incapable Of doin' any good on my own
'Cause we're all stillborn and dead in our transgressions Now we're shackled up to the sin we hold so dear So what part can I play in the work of redemption 'Cause I can't refuse, I cannot add a thing
'Cause I am just like Lazarus and I can hear your voice I stand and rub my eyes and walk to you because I have no choice
So I am thankful that I'm incapable But I'm doin' any good on my own I say that I'm so thankful that I'm incapable Of doin' any good on my own
It's by grace I have been saved Through faith that's not my own It is the gift of God and not by works Lest anyone should boast
So I am thankful that I'm incapable And I'm doin' any good on my own, yeah I say that I'm so thankful that I'm incapable And I'm doin' any good on my own
'Cause here and I am thankful that I'm incapable Well I'm doin' any good on my own I say that I'm so thankful that I'm incapable Well I'm doin' any good on my own