Luyện nghe bài hát Humble Servant, Am I

Oh God, I can't
All the that I've been and all of those I've come to meet
of faith, when I have only a mustard seed
For every in my life
I'll hold Your name and I'll do just
All praise are and none are mine
Instruments played by hands that cannot read or recollect one solitary note or
Yet play in harmony
God whispers into men's ears,
Well He into mine
Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and
Nay, simply reply

so sweet and divine
None of which I do
For only a humble am I
Lowly, wash Your feet
the tears I've cried

Each joy in my life and breath in my lungs
Attests to Your grace
us Your love
You see my tattered shoes, my spirit
Unequipped to finish the race I could have won
So You snatched me up into strong arms
And Your shoulders, I was slung
Lord, You've given me the tools to as Your own
Talent, drive, and the to run
All praise are Yours and none are

Blessings so and divine
None of which I do
For a humble servant, am I
Hope my humility can outlast my