Little Is Much

What is the measure of a life well-lived

If all I can offer seems too small to give

This is a song for the weaker, the poorer

And so-called failures

Little is much when God's in it

And no one can fathom the plans He holds

Little is much when God's in it

He changes the world with the seeds we sow

Little is much, little is much

Who feels tired and under-qualified

Who feels deserted, and hung out to dry

This is a song for the broken, the beat-up

And so-called losers

Consider a Kingdom in the smallest seed

Consider that giants fall to stones and slings

Consider a child in a manger

Consider the story isn't over

What can be done with what you still have