Waiting is not easy Has never been my style.

Help Lord to Look for you

Knowing all the while that you alone my jesus.

Aware of what I do Aware of all my thoughts and fears

Remind me I belong to you.

Feeble Limbs that tremble Steady me sweet Lord. For I need to raise my hands and offer up my Voice. My melody may be off a singer i am not Yet to you alone

I offer praise such as these for you alone are worthy

I give my laughter and my tears

Only ask you let me Praise you during the comming years

Words don't begin to tell the Love you give to me

So take the simple offering it is mine to give and polish

with my tears and praise ,