Diamonds In The Rough

I watched him there in denim,
his boots all worn and scuffed;
Just a common sort of guy,
but a diamond in the rough.

I saw him at his labor,
for his work was lowly stuff;
But I heard no squawk or whine
from this diamond in the rough.

His pay was only av'rage,
but he claimed it was enough.
"Wealth's not found in earthly things,"
said this diamond in the rough.

If other guys got nasty
he just calmly took their guff.
One who sparkled while he served,
was this diamond in the rough.

For underneath the denim,
though some thought him as gruff,
Was a man in tune with God,
a real diamond in the rough;

A man who knew his weakness,
one who never tried to bluff.
Would God there'd be more like him,
more diamonds in the rough.

[ Betty Jo Matthis, Copyright 1992 -- received from CMI publishing ]