Lord, you wash and replenish my soul,
Your gift of grace, it makes me whole;
You restore my faith, my very being,
open my shuttered eyes to seeing.

You satisfy this hunger in me,
And Your truth, with it, I'm free;
Your Word is comfort for my heart,
Praising You, where do I start?

You are a refuge from my troubled mind,
giving blessings as the day unwinds;
Your the Rock that gives me strength,
for You, I'd go to any length.

Your love is my one great foundation,
that saves me from this wayward nation;
I bow and pray with great thanksgiving,
for one more day that I'll be living.

To You alone, I give all Glory,
as to the world, I'll tell Your story;
how it was... You came to be,
how Your Son, he died for me.