Whose I Am

I’ll never understand how He saw a piece of clay and said “I want it, I’ll use it”
The greatest mystery is that somehow, in spite of me,
He said “I’m gonna love you”
He took me in His arms said “This child belongs to me”,
He placed me in His kingdom, Now I live like royalty
It’s not because of what I am, not because of what I’ve done,
It’s because of Whose I am