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 underqualified?
Who feels deserted and hung out to dry?
This is a song for the broken, the beat up
And so-called losers
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
Consider a kingdom in the smallest seed
Consider that giants fell to stones and slings
Consider a child in a manger
Consider the story isn't over
-Downhere
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