الكلمات الرسمية
Words and Music by Benjamin Hastings, Hannah Hobbs, Joel Houston
Oh Lord You are my God
That place belongs to only You
The author of it all
Consume these pages as You choose
‘Cause if You signed Your name
Upon my heart
The way that authors always do
Then You must be proud to call me Yours
And I must be made for loving You
Oh Lord You are my God
That claim belongs to only You
The architect of life
Each breath I draw was drawn by You
If dependence runs in Your design
Then who am I outside of You
Lord without Your breath I won’t survive
So I must be made for trusting You
Oh Lord You are my God
That space belongs to only You
From a throne room in the stars
To the throne room of my heart You rule
For You reign in realms we’ll never find
And You dwell in worlds outside our view
Still You care to own this heart of mine
So I must be made to worship You
My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out
My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
So I sing out
My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out
My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
So I cry out
My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out
My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
Oh I cry out
My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out
My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
Oh I cry out
My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out
My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
Oh we cry out
Our God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of our song
So we cry out
Our God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
So we cry out
