You’re all I have and you are enough. Your words are life to me.
And when life overcomes, or death lies before. Still be my enough. Still speak. Still be.
When you’re all there is; I have to trust. Let me walk by faith and not sight.
And let me never become more or less than I am. Keep me secure in your truth, your promise, your light.
Riches I need not nor man’s empty praise.
So if they shout my name let the glory be yours. Let my whole life cry worthy, worthy, worthy is the ancient of days.