Humble Servant, Am I

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joel Quartuccio] Oh, God, I-I can't believe All the places that I've been and all of those I've come to meet Blessings of faith when I have only a mustard seed For every hardship in my life I'll hold Your name and I'll do just fine All praise are Yours and none are mine Instruments played by hands, which cannot read or recollect one solitary note or line Yet play, in perfect harmony God whispers into some men's ears Well He screams into mine Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and fears Nay, simply, I'll reply [Chorus] Blessing's so sweet and divine None of which I do deserve For only a humble servant, am I Lowly, I'll wash Your feet With the tears I've cried [Verse 2] Each joy in my life and each breath in my lungs, attests to Your overwhelming grace Show us Your love You see my tattered shoes, my broken spirit Unequipped to finish the race I could have never won So you snatched me up into Your strong arms And over Your shoulders; I was slung Lord, you've given me the tools to live, as Your own (Ugh) Talent, drive, and the willingness to run All praise are Yours and none are mine [Chorus] Blessing's so sweet and divine None of which I do deserve For only a humble servant, am I Hope my humility can outlast my pride