Everything I have is broken and abused
Offering it up is all I know to do
What am I without You
You are the pillar before me
You are the promise of peace
You are the brightest morning star, You are
You are the broken and lonely
You are the triumphant king
You are the one who bears my scars, You are
Rivers of this world have washed away my truth
Places left to stand are perilously few
Where am I without You
Nations rise upon the backs of those they bruise
We scratch and claw for every hold that we cling to
Who are we without You
You are the glorious morning
You are a glimmer of hope
You are the beat of every heart, Lord, You are
You are the holy of holies
You are redeemer and friend
You are waiting with open arms, You are
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