In the quiet of my asking, You speak wisdom into being. Every question that I'm carrying finds its answer in Your breathing. You don't make us guess at life, You pour out understanding. In the depths of who I'm searching for, I find You, ever constant. So I'm lifting up my voice, yeah, I'm laying it all down. I'm grateful for the wisdom that You give, grateful for the grace that makes me live. Mercy flowing like a river from Your love, You're the King of Kings, the God above. Every breath I take, every step I make, speaks of gratitude for all You've done. I worship You, Creator of it all, I worship You, my God, my All. When I stumble and I'm broken, there's a gentleness that meets me. Grace pours out like liquid light and it doesn't just release me, it rewires how I'm seeing what it means to be forgiven. You don't turn away from failure; You turn failure into living. So I'm lifting up my voice, yeah, I'm laying it all down. I'm grateful for the wisdom that You give, grateful for the grace that makes me live. Mercy flowing like a river from Your love, You're the King of Kings, the God above. Every breath I take, every step I make, speaks of gratitude for all You've done. I worship You, Creator of it all, I worship You, my God, my All. In every season, in every storm, in the breaking and the building up. In the mercy that won't let me go, in the grace that's always, always enough. I declare You worthy, I declare You true, I declare that I am Yours and You are mine. From the earth beneath my feet to the heavens that You've flung across the sky, all of creation cries out Your name. I cry out Your name. I'm grateful for the wisdom that You give, grateful for the grace that makes me live. Mercy flowing like a river from Your love, You're the King of Kings, the God above. Every breath I take, every step I make, speaks of gratitude for all You've done. I worship You, Creator of it all. I worship You, eternal and true. I worship You, my God, my All. In the quiet of my asking, You are always, always there.
