"What good am I?"

Deacon Greg brings us to a song sung by Tom Jones carrying the question I ask more frequently as I approach my senior years, one underscoring my need for a Savior:

The lyrics follow:

What Good Am I

What good am I – if I’m like all the rest
If I just turn away – when I see how you’re dressed
If I shut myself off – so I can’t hear you cry
What good am I?

What good am I – if I know and don’t do
If I see and don’t say – if I look straight through you
If I turn a deaf ear – to the thundering sky
What good am I?

What good am I – while you softly weep
And I hear in my head – what you say in your sleep
And I freeze in the moment – like the rest who don’t try
What good am I?
What good am I?

What good am I then – to others and me
If I’ve had every chance – and yet still fail to see
With my hands tied must I – not wonder within
Who tied them and why – and where must I have been?

What good am I if I say foolish things
And I laugh in the face – of what sorrow brings
And I just turn my back – while you silently die
What good am I?
What good am I?
What good am I?

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