My Gift

You gave me your gift of music and of singing

You created the song as a language of my soul,

a way to express the deep joy that

I'm bringing

Or the awe of your presence that makes me feel so whole

Sometimes I sing of my heaviest sorrow,

I express my hurt with every mournful word

Each time when I sing I will give you glory

And I'll know each lyric and melody was heard

Lord, teach me to see this is not mere noise

but an offering of faith that I give so true.

When I sing these praises to Your holy name,

Let me turn my face and worship only you.

Before the earth was given form or light

The morning stars together sang Your praise

And now I lift my voice here in the night

To thank You for the beauty of Your ways

So I will sing a new song to the Lord

With all my heart and all my soul and mind

For praise is my protection and my sword

The sweetest peace my weary soul can find

Lord, tune my heart to sing Your matchless grace

And let my breath return the life You gave

Until I see You clearly face to face

And celebrate the One who came to save

I look ahead to heaven’s glorious shore

Where every tribe and tongue will join as one

To lift my song and sing Your worthy praise

Beside the throne of God's eternal Son.

Lord, tune my heart to sing Your matchless grace

And let my breath return the life You gave

Until I see You clearly face to face

And celebrate the One who came to save.