Luyện nghe bài hát Humble Servant, Am I

Oh God, I believe
All the places that I've been and all of those I've come to
Blessings of faith, when I have only a mustard
For every in my life
I'll Your name and I'll do just fine
All praise are and none are mine
Instruments played by hands that read or recollect one solitary note or line
Yet play in perfect
God whispers some men's ears,
Well He screams mine
Speaking, endlessly, all my and fears
Nay, simply reply

Blessings so and divine
of which I do deserve
For only a humble am I
Lowly, I'll Your feet
With the tears I've

joy in my life and each breath in my lungs
Attests to Your grace
us Your love
You see my tattered shoes, my spirit
Unequipped to finish the I could have never won
So You snatched me up into strong arms
And Your shoulders, I was slung
Lord, You've me the tools to live as Your own
Talent, drive, and the to run
All praise are Yours and are mine

Blessings so sweet and
None of which I do
For a humble servant, am I
Hope my humility can outlast my