Where, where do I begin?
How do I say what's on my heart with paper 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
And 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
Still, there's something about You
That keeps me in pursuit of who You are
And I will spend my days finding ways to praise
The glory and the grace of who You are
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
Still, there's something about You
That keeps me in pursuit of who You are
And I will spend my days finding ways to praise
The glory and the grace of who You are
Oh, there's something about You
There's something about You
There's something about who You are
And I will spend my days finding ways to praise
The glory and the grace of who You are, yeah
There's something about You
There's something about You, oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
