Where, where do I begin?   How do I say what's on my heart with paper and with pen?   How, how can I describe   The God of all the universe and make it right?   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