| For years I’ve tried to speak
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| But words always fail and my voice never seems
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| To say what I mean to about You
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| As hard as I’ve tried to write
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| To shuffle the notes and to structure the lines
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| They’re never as lovely as they should be
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| For all of my singing, I’ve still never sung
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| A melody worthy or perfect enough
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| For You
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| I want to sing that for You
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| But there’s an anthem that wells up within
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| It echoes Your heart till I’m bursting with it
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| Perfectly still and completely silent
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| Your voice flows like music
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| Overwhelmed and speechless
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| I lose my breath then
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| And how do I sing this?
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| For all of my singing, I’ve barely begun
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| To tell of Your beauty to fathom Your love
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| And I’ll fail to attain it but I’ll never give up
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| Cause Your deep calls to deep, and rings out to me, and I’m just singing along
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| No single song could say it all
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| I used to think that I was writing these songs for You
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| But I see the truth
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| You fill my soul till I overflow
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| And pour it all back out to You |