I was raised a poor boy people didn't think too much of me
But Jesus saw something in my life that they could not see
He reached out and touched me
And placed me in the palm of His hand
Jesus made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man
Oh yeah
One day in the field while resting underneath the trees
Jesus called my name and said His preacher I would be
I used to walk on ploughed ground
Now on the Gospel I now stand
Jesus made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man
(A mighty right man)
Looking back on my life it's all such a great mystery
How Jesus took a simple man and made a place just for me
Why the Lord chose me I guess that I will never understand
Why He made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man
Oh yeah
I used to live in a shack but a Mansion is now watin now for me
Jesus has promised I'll live with Him eternally
I'll praise His name I'm not afraid to lift up my hands
Cause Jesus made this poor boy a mighty mighty rich man
Oh yeah
