Lord, I wish I could praise You with adequate words

But You leave me speechless

And I so long to sing You the song You deserve

But it would be endless

I long to move Your heart

To bring You something new

To tell how great You are

Till my praise to You



chorus:

It's like an ocean breeze blowing on your face

Like a summer sun with its warm embrace

Like a gentle rain plays a symphony

That's what I want my praise to be

Like a fragrant rose in the early spring

Like an eagle soars when it spreads its wings

Whatever, Lord, You may need from me

That's what I want my praise to be

To You



Everything I could give, You already possess

Lord, I'm so unworthy

I'm just one of the millions to stand and confess

And yet still You hear me

Your heart is open wide

You long for what I bring

I pray somehow You'll find this simple offering