I will never die, nor pass away
In this world, I know is strange to say
Should this body decay, only His will remain
My sacrificial offering, all I have is me

Just an empty vessel, yep that’s me
Just Him and Me
A host of Angels at Our beck and call
Blood for blood it used to be that way
No more for the senseless now have sense
Swords to plowshares, the soil enriched
Reached down so deep, tilled out rotten roots
God’s Glory only
We’re the Gardener
We’re also the Tree
There’s no stopping Him nor Me

O Sea, let them see, turn now for Me