The love of her life is drifting away. They're losing the fight for another day. The life that she's known is falling apart. A fatherless home, a child's broken heart.
I will love you, Lord always. Not just for the things you done for me. I will praise you all my days. Not just for the change you've made in me.. But I'll praise you for you are Holy Lord.
Empty hands held high. Such small sacrifice. If not joined with my life. I sing in vain tonight. . May the words I say. And the things I do. Make my lifesong sing.