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