Where, where do I begin?
How do I say what's on my heart with aper and a pen?
How, how can I describe

The God of all the universe and make it rhyme?
I just wonder if it's worth
Painting You with so few words

Oh, with so few words

Still there's something about You

That keeps me in pursuit of who You are
I will spend my days finding ways to praise
The glory and the grace of who You are


Why, why do I even try?
If I could speak the tongue of every man I'm still tongue-tied

What can I say about You
When everything I have won't do
Oh, it will not do


As long as life runs through my veins
I will live to praise Your name

And if a hundred years I live
I won't even scratch, I won't even scratch the surface