All my trinkets and meaningless treasure All my trophies, I lift it up high All your mercy that I've tried to measure Bringin' my ego, bringin' my pride All my good deeds and best of intentions My collection of withering crowns All the stuff that won't get Your attention I'm layin' it down, layin' it down
I got nothing good to bring worthy of a King All I have for You is empty hands I trust and I believe, I'm ready to receive God, I'm liftin' up these empty hands Hands
Why do I keep on holdin' these pebbles When I know that I need to let go? I don't wanna miss out on Your blessing Clinging to rocks when You're givin' me gold Just a word of humble repentance Touched the heart of the One who could save Once a criminal facing a sentence But everything changed because of Your grace
I got nothing good to bring worthy of a King All I have for You is empty hands I trust and I believe, I'm ready to receive God, I'm liftin' up these empty hands Hands
Raised high as I can raise Raised high to the One who saves Forever and always Raise high Your praise
That's all that I can bring worthy of a King All I have for You is empty hands I trust and I believe, I'm ready to receive God, I'm liftin' up these empty hands Empty hands Empty hands Empty handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.