Teksty piosenek Being As An Ocean

Being As An Ocean

Humble Servant, Am I

Oh God, I can’t believe

All the places that I’ve been and all of those I’ve come to meet

Blessings of faith, when I have only a mustard seed

For every hardship in my life

I’ll hold Your name and I’ll do just fine

All praise are Yours and none are mine

Instruments played by hands that cannot read or recollect one solitary note or line

Yet play in perfect harmony

God whispers into some men’s ears,

Well He screams into mine

Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and fears

Nay, simply I’ll reply

Blessings so sweet and divine

None of which I do deserve

For only a humble servant am I

Lowly, I’ll wash Your feet

With the tears I’ve cried

Each joy in my life and each breath in my lungs

Attests to Your overwhelming grace

Show us Your love

You see my tattered shoes, my broken spirit

Unequipped to finish the race I could have never won

So You snatched me up into Your strong arms

And over Your shoulders, I was slung

Lord, You’ve given me the tools to live as Your own

Talent, drive, and the willingness to run

All praise are Yours and none are mine

Blessings so sweet and divine

None of which I do deserve

For only a humble servant, am I

Hope my humility can outlast my pride