Man is your own creature
Marked in every feature
His instinct, to be sure
Is to praise your name
The thought of you completely
Stirs him up so deeply
He’s not content unless he
Praises your name
For you made us
For yourself, from dust
Give your aid to us
We’re restless ‘til we find you
Those who look will always
Find the Lord when they pray
Then they’ll cry out in praise
When they find him
It’s my faith that it takes
It’s the faith that you gave
The same faith that you made
To live through your son
