One day a roman soldier
In a shameful gambling game
Won the blood stained garment
That once had clothed my king
Just a cheap robe of Lenin
No great value did it hold
But when worn by the master
It was worth more than gold
Yon see a few days before
This old garment had changed the life
Of a tired and helpless woman
Who'd believed with all her might
She'd reached out and touched it
With hope to be restored
She knew this plain old garment
Was the vestige of the Lord
God uses common garments
To do uncommon things
And God uses common people
To live out his uncommon dreams
Its not what you are that matters
Its what he can make you to be
Cause if God can take an old common
Garment and change a life
Then surely he can use you and me
You see we are the reason
That Jesus came to die
We have been chosen
To send forth his light
So it doesn't matter
If your worth is great or small
God needs some willing vessels
Just common garments that's all
God uses common garments
To do uncommon things
And God uses common people
To live out his uncommon dreams
Its not what you are that matters
Its what he can make you to be
Cause if God can take an old common
Garment and change a life
Then surely he can use you and me