You see me, Lord.
You search me, Lord.
You know me just the way I really am.
I've wandered far.
I've stumbled hard.
Yet still I'm part of your almighty plan.
Every shining star in the heavens
has been lit like a candle by your hand.
And you, God of everything, know and love me.
It's a miracle too vast to understand.
In the secret place,
you knit me, Lord.
You created me to be your special one.
And now you call.
You want my all.
Where from your light and love can I even run?
Before a word is on my tongue,
before a thought has just begun,
you know.
You know.
I can fly across the sea.
But no matter where I flee,
you are.
You are.
You say I'm made in your own image.
But how could that possibly be true?
That the soul fire of a sinful seeker
could be lit by the great almighty you.
We've been formed in love
by you above.
And now you call us forth to go and give.
To bring our hearts.
To make a start.
So others might discover love and live.
Before a word is on our tongues,
before a thought has just begun,
we'll praise your
name.
In everything and everyone,
we will see your kingdom come.
Each phase.
Your grace.
You see me, Lord.
You search me, Lord.
You know me just the way I really am.
And now
you call.
You want my all.
Yes, I am part of your almighty plan.
Here I am.
I will serve.
Here I am.
My God.