My Lord, what shall I give him today
He wants my heart, more than he asks for my wage
One day I'll die, but it won't be my last day
When I look in his eyes, I'll know that I did okay
My Lord, what shall I sing him for now
A song full of praise, from a mouth full of doubt
I lift up my face, and I sing out loud
With all my mistakes, I still make him proud
He paid it all for me
Carried that cross for you
On that rugged walk, He knew
What he had to do
Opened his arms up wide
Invited the world inside
One final breathe
He conquered death
For me and for you
My lord, where would he want me to go
Just across town, or a place where I don't know a soul
Just tell me where, and I'll hit the road
With no time to spare, and no heavy load