I know I am incomplete

But I have a complete God

Whatever goodness I am short of

He will make it up

I know I am very weak

But I have a very strong God

Whenever my weary feet may fail

He will make it up

I know I am so selfish

But I have a sacrificing God

Wherever my failures come about

He will make it up

There is a God

Who makes it up

Hence my yoke becomes easy

And my burden becomes light

‘Cause it is His treasures

In this clay jar