Lord, I don't know what to say;
As I get down on my knees to pray,
The same old phrases come to mind,
But You've heard them all a thousand times.
It's not that it's untrue when I say "Lord, I love You",
It's just that I want it to be more.
More than words, I want my prayer to be
More than words, thoughts my heart alone can speak;
As you listen to me tell of all Your power and mercy,
Lord, You know it's my desire that what You hear is more than words.
As I open up this Book,
And read of all the love it took
For a holy God to care for man;
Spirit, help me understand.
It's not that it's unclear, it's a letter to children,
But Lord I know it's meant to be much more.
More than words, not just letters on a page;
More than words, for every line and every phrase
Was a breath of inspiration from a caring Father
Who gave the gift of His Son to prove He loved us more than words.
As I consider quietly the wonder of all Your ability,
It's more than I can comprehend, and I find myself in need again;
But if I had every word and a thousand years to use them,
What You are to me would still be more, oh, so much more, more than words.