Lord, here's my offering
You are the One that takes what I bring
And somehow uses it
For Your glory, for Your glory
It don't add up but somehow its enough
To lift You up and let the world see
That its You, its You
The Maker of all, Lord I believe that
Its You that lives in me
Faithful I will be
And I do everything
For Your glory, for Your glory
Your love is a message that can't be erased
The cross is a story of mercy and grace
Still brings us together today
For Your glory, for Your glory
Broken, humble we fall at Your feet
Lifting our hands together we sing
To You, to You
The maker of all, King of all kings
Its You that lives in me
Faithful I will be
And I do everything
For Your glory, for Your glory, oh Your glory
Its You that lives in me
Faithful I will be
And I do everything
For Your glory, for Your glory
Its You that lives in me
Faithful I will be
And I do everything
For Your glory, for Your glory
Oh, its You that lives in me
Faithful I will be
And I do everything
For Your glory, for Your glory, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa
For Your glory, for Your glory, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, and I do everything
For Your glory, for Your glory
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