This week, I prayed, one time

My phone, it rang, I put You on the other line

And now my thoughts they drift around

My knees remain unacquainted with the ground

Unless my faith is put to the test and I am forced to bow

Although I'm in this flesh it doesn't mean You shouldn't have the best

from me, from me





Even when my eyes are dry

even when my soul is tired

even when my hands are heavy, I will lift them up to Yu

It's not about how I feel, oh Lord I am here for Yu

I exist for you



I close my eyes but all I see

Is a background of black, bouncy squiggly lines

And this week's mistakes coming back to mind but

I will lift my voice and make a joyful sound

Forget about me, I only get me down

Although I cannot see it doesn't mean I shouldn't sing to You, to You







You've given me Your life and have held mine together yet I find

Excuses to slouch in my pew

But when glory divine

Is sitting in my very presence, the least that I can do

Is give my all to You, give my all to You