I Am What I Say I Am

I AM WHAT I SAY I AM The way I am I like The way I talk I like, I am what I say I am; I am who I thought I am. My thinking controls my life and destiny, Be it good or bad, I must acknowledge He who made me in his image after his likeness. Be me poor or rich, I will praise He who created me spotless and blameless . Some are with no hands yet they are thankful To God, they don't bargain with life for a penny. Some have no face and legs like mine But they appreciate their maker day and night, they are what they say they are. I am what I say I am Why won't I be grateful To my creator, In every turn that I make is not With my will power But God makes it perfect in his own time. I don't crave for envious riches but in Every breath I take to be acceptable to him. My life has a price to pay and That price I crave every night and day, So that I may be accountable to my maker In the day of his reckoning at the precious Throne of mercy for judgement. I crave not for perfection like the jews But in everything with humility and loyal love Shall my deeds be seen by my creator Who lives above me, for those above can't be cheated.