I was scorned by you the other day
With such disdain did it totally portray
What you loathe must make you writhe
Is something that you cannot tithe

When things are in motion I make waves
The ripple effect leading to raves
Oh the ultimate glory for God is here
To Heaven all along did I steer

I am a wretch of all things
But God bowed down and gave me wings
To Him I sing out of love and out of tune
But to Him it’s more beautiful than the moon

I care not that people might stare
I have been there before I can compare
A whole audience riveted by fear
Only I told them what they needed to hear

Now my anger wells up within me
Who am I to you, how do I compare to thee?
I only want love to sustain what we had
Only you think it is horrible and bad

So I let the beauty of love and joy
Play against some sinister ploy
But the Lord has protected me this long
What makes you think you can come along?