Pocket Full Of Rocks - A Worshipper's Prayer lyrics

Well, I would love to sing You something That was never sung before Using words no one has thought of Without all the cliché chords I would sing a song much different I would craft a work of art But for now this all eludes me So listen to my heart 'Cause here I am And like a thousand times before, I sing again And when all my simple words have found their end Once again I'm even more amazed By the beauty and the mystery of Your ways Oh, how marvelous to hear You call my name So when there's nothing left to bring And there's no song left to sing Here I am Well, I have spoke of things that honestly I did not understand And in Your name I've sang my songs All for praise of men But You have never left me lonely You have never let me down And when I came to You, a pauper You placed on my head a crown So here I am And like a thousand times before, I sing again And when all my simple words have found their end Once again I'm even more amazed By the beauty and the mystery of Your ways Oh, how marvelous to hear You call my name So when there's nothing left to bring And there's no song left to sing Here I am Maybe on the other side of Heaven I will speak With words that can describe All that my heart feels for my King And maybe with the angels I will find the perfect rhyme But till then I'm giving you my life Here I am And like a thousand times before, I'll sing again And when all my simple words have found their end Once again I'm even more amazed By the beauty and the mystery of Your ways Oh, how marvelous to hear You call my name When there's nothing left to bring And there's no song left to sing Here I am