My Song

When the music has stopped
And nothing is heard but silence
My heart praises You, Lord Jesus
Is my voice reaching heaven
Through the Holy Spirit's being
And the heart of this baby soul?
My life is consumed with a melody
That will never leave my mind
And never utter farewell to my heart.
It allows me to show You
And permits me to tell You
Exactly how much my heart loves You.
It will never be enough feeling
So I strive for an outpouring
That exceeds a human heart's capacity.
Lord, bless me with desire and passion
And the strength to keep on singing
For Your heart is the only giver of such gifts.
What a gift it is to praise You
And a privilege to love You
And an honor to have known Your heart.