Staring at this old piano
Playing through the memories that it holds
Singing through the stories that it's told
And all the prayers that have been lifted
The leaps of faith, the giants slain
Desperate cries, and broken praise
Have all the songs been sung?
Is there still room for one?
Maybe one more hand in the air saying, "You are holy"
One more shattered heart singing, "You are good"
Maybe one more voice crying out for mercy
One more hungry soul declaring, "You're enough"
As long as there's breath in me
Lord, there will always be
One more song for You
One more song for You
What can I offer You but weakness?
All my life I tried to hide
You brought it all into the light
I'm still amazed that You would choose me
If You can use the least of these
Then there…
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