Still You (From The Studio)
Benjamin William Hastings
7:16Something isn't adding up This wild exchange You offer us I gave my worst, You gave Your blood Seems hard to believe So You're telling me You chose the cross You're telling me I'm worth that much Well, if that's the measure of Your love How else would I sing But completely, deeply Sold out, sincerely abandoned I'm completely, freely Hands to the ceiling in effort My one life endeavored to match Your surrender To mirror not my will but Yours I'm completely, deeply Don't care who sees me abandoned Oh, I surrender all Look, I just can't get over it What kind of self-control is this To think You had angels at Your fingertips But on the cross You remained And I can't repay that kind of love But I can praise with everything I got Since death had all its power robbed And just like the grave I'm completely, deeply Sold out, sincerely abandoned I'm completely, freely Hands to the ceiling in effort My one life endeavored to match Your surrender To mirror not my will but Yours I'm completely, deeply Don't care who sees me abandoned Oh, I surrender all I surrender all I surrender all All of my heart, the best of my soul Each phase of my life, each breath in my lungs Consider it Yours, Lord Consider it Yours, Lord The failures I hide, the victories I don't The battles I fight, each crown that I hoard Consider it Yours, Lord Consider it Yours, Lord All the glory forever, the crepe that You won All the praise of the heavens, the kingdom to come Consider it Yours, Lord Consider it Yours I'm completely, deeply Sold out, sincerely abandoned I'm completely, freely Hands to the ceiling in effort My one life endeavored to match Your surrender To mirror not my will but Yours I'm completely, deeply Don't care who sees me abandoned Oh, I surrender all