I come, with a heart that is desperate
And I cry,
I'm reaching up
I'm reaching out
To be with You, Lord
I wanna
For your beauty,
For your goodness,
And your wisdom.. Awesome God
Praise the
What I want is to be known by you, Lord
To
I humble myself before you
I lay myself down below you
In
No one moves me like you
No one loves me like
I'd rather have Jesus than silver or gold
I'd rather be
Here at Your feet, I'll always be
With the Angels crying,
Nothing left but these pieces
Nothing here except my broken life
All
We have come to bring our praise to the one
You are the stream that flows in the desert
Reviving my
Here I am longing,
I can't stop this longing
For more of
A crown of thorns, a mockery of You, my God,
And I will worship You with all of my heart
And
There was darkness in my soul
Till I turned my heart
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