Darlin', your heartache ain't s'posed to last The future will one day become the past The flag won't always be at half mast, my dear And I know that all of these crises will fade Nothin' came true of the plans that I made If they never fell through, would I ever have stayed, my Lord? So let me be poor and humble You cause the proud to stumble If I ever get high, Lord, bring me down You're in the mud where the sinners abound Giving the lost a place to be found Brother, you know that the time is at hand When all of these sorrows are washed from the land So don't you be found with your trust in a man, no, no And Almighty God doesn't ask for perfection He just wants our faithfulness and affection But some days I struggle to find my direction, oh God Let me be poor and humble You cause the proud to stumble If I ever get high, Lord, bring me down You're in the mud where the sinners abound Giving the lost a place to be found So let me be poor and humble You cause the proud to stumble If I ever get high, Lord, bring me down You're in the mud where the sinners abound Let us be poor and humble You cause the proud to stumble If we ever get high, Lord, bring us down You're in the mud where your people abound Giving us all a place to be found Giving us all a place to be found Giving us all a place to be found Giving us all yourself