Oh, Lord, You are my God
That place belongs to only You
The author of it all
Consume these pages as You choose

'Cause if You signed Your name upon my heart
The way that authors always do
Then You must be proud to call me Yours
And I must be made for loving You

Oh, Lord, You are my God
That claim belongs to only You
The architect of life
Each breath I draw was drawn by You

(And) if dependence runs in Your design
Then who am I outside of You
Lord without Your breath I won't survive
So I must be made for trusting You

(Oh)

Oh, Lord, You are my God
That space belongs to only You
From a throne room in the stars
To the throne room of my heart You rule

For You reign in realms we'll never find
And You dwell in worlds outside our view
Oh, You care to own this heart of mine
So I must be made to worship You

Have all my life my God
There isn't anybody like You God
Or anything like my God

My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out

My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
So I sing out

My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out

My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
So I cry out

My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out

My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
Oh, I cry out

My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out

My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
Oh, I cry out

My God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of my song
So I sing out

My God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come

(We cry out)
Our God
Is the one and only God
Who ever was and is to come
Forever worthy of our song
So we cry out

Our God
Is the wonder working God
From ancient skies down to that cross
The empty grave to Kingdom come
So we cry out