Wanting the wicked man's disease

Fleeting pleasures, but pleasure indeed

Oh Lord, take my envy of these things

And the prideful war within

Take me to the place of sweet surrender



You are, You were, You will always be better!



This is a song of surrender

For whom have I but You?

You are, You are better

Forever so much better than the world

You are my portion (Lord you are...)

You are my portion (my reward...)

You are my portion

My never ending, overflowing Lord

My reward

My reward

My portion, Lord!



You are Lord...



Creator of created things

Greatest personality

No ear has heard, no mind conceived

And though Your Spirit groans in me

And all creation sings of Your return

my feet are slipping, be my help



You are, You were, You will always be better!