When the music fades, all is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring something that’s of worth
That will bless Your heart.
I’ll bring You more than a song,
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required.
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You’re looking into my heart.
I’m coming back to the heart of worship,
And it’s all about You,
All about You, Jesus.
I’m sorry, Lord, for the thing I’ve made it,
When it’s all about You,
All about You, Jesus.
King of endless worth, no one could express
How much You deserve.
Though I’m weak and poor, all I have is Yours,
Every single breath.