As I survey the horizon, I see the manna
The Sovereign One’s provision for the doubters it’s a banner
for the people who’ve been down and finding it harder to stand up
Fear is dangling over your head like sledge hammers ah
Disbelief has started becoming a close friend
We’ve been trudging on this beaten path with no end
Will this locked and closed door ever open
All this toiling and perseverance is really getting old, man
It’s difficult to trust when Your every pen stroke’s
writing a check I can’t cash, man I’m dead broke
What are you making It looks like a bunch of madness
I can’t decipher what you’re painting on this tattered canvas
This little mind of mine’s wishing to resign
Yet each move of Your brush is poetry so divine
My fickle heart is desperately trusting in every sweep
hoping the final product turns out as a masterpiece
I will give you glory
for no greater prize
than to see Your kingdom come
O ruler of my life
I am Yours
I say I live for Your glory, I submit to Your will
Raise my hands during worship, don’t conform to the world
But when I meditate upon Your truth, I’m stricken again
Do I really glorify You or seek the glory of men
How concerned am I about the church and those who don’t know You
When comfort determines obedience, can I say that I’m loyal
Denying preferences don’t equal death to myself
When did discomfort defined what’s meant to carry the cross
How weak and meager are men, unworthy in view of the truth
You are holy and righteous, there is nobody like You
Who’s in need of nothing, yet changes the hearts of the wicked
Not ‘cause You long for love, but love Your Son and rejoice in repentance
Why'd You die, saving sinners from the wrath we deserve
Help me understand this crazy love relayed in Your Word
Be compelled for Your glory, no longer seeking my kingdom
I am Yours for Your will, to You I pledge my allegiance
I will give you glory
for no greater prize
than to see Your kingdom come
O ruler of my life
I am Yours
There is no greater satisfaction
There is no quintessential joy
Than knowing that I’m made for glory
To love the everlasting LORD
Let me shout it out EVERYTHING WILL FADE
Every tower, every brick that you’ve gone and laid
Any currency, and any white picket dream
Any sickness you’re afflicted with and every scheme
For the finitude of man feels the infinite
The limited edition human craves the limitless
There is no better bliss, Jesus help my unbelief
Tune my heart to sing with saints your kingdom song to never cease