Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the
Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done.
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow.
A wave tossed in the ocean.
A vapor in the wind.
Still You hear me when I'm calling.
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling.
And You've told me who I am.
I am Yours, I am Yours.
