Who Am I
Your splendor is boundless
And You etch your name in the heavens and still
You call me one of your own
You're holy, and perfect
And You see the faults of my heart but still
You're calling me to draw close
But who am I that You would think of me
As the apple of your eye
Tell me what do You see
Who am I to win your favor, Lord
That You would call me yours
Your splendor is boundless
And You etch your name in the heavens and still
You call me one of your own
You're holy, and perfect
And You see the faults of my heart but still
You're calling me to draw close
But who am I that You would think of me
As the apple of your eye
Tell me what do You see
Who am I to win your favor, Lord
That You would call me yours
Oh, your love, O, Lord, reaches the heavens
Oh, your love, O, Lord, stretches to the skies
Oh, your love, O, Lord is for everlasting
Oh, your love, O, Lord
Who am I that You would think of me
As the apple of your eye
Tell me what do You see
Who am I to win your favor, Lord
That You would call me yours
Oh, your love, O, Lord, reaches the heavens
Oh, your love, O, Lord, stretches to the skies
Oh, your love, O, Lord is for everlasting
Oh, your love, O, Lord
And You etch your name in the heavens and still
You call me one of your own
You're holy, and perfect
And You see the faults of my heart but still
You're calling me to draw close
But who am I that You would think of me
As the apple of your eye
Tell me what do You see
Who am I to win your favor, Lord
That You would call me yours
Your splendor is boundless
And You etch your name in the heavens and still
You call me one of your own
You're holy, and perfect
And You see the faults of my heart but still
You're calling me to draw close
But who am I that You would think of me
As the apple of your eye
Tell me what do You see
Who am I to win your favor, Lord
That You would call me yours
Oh, your love, O, Lord, reaches the heavens
Oh, your love, O, Lord, stretches to the skies
Oh, your love, O, Lord is for everlasting
Oh, your love, O, Lord
Who am I that You would think of me
As the apple of your eye
Tell me what do You see
Who am I to win your favor, Lord
That You would call me yours
Oh, your love, O, Lord, reaches the heavens
Oh, your love, O, Lord, stretches to the skies
Oh, your love, O, Lord is for everlasting
Oh, your love, O, Lord
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Writer(s): Kenneth Carter
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