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.