Still

Broken, needy, You know my heart
Tired, wounded, torn apart
Shattered longings I place in Your hand
Kneeling, unable to stand.

Still I will trust You Still I will sing
Songs of thanksgiving to my King
My eyes are failing Your promise fulfill
And till then, I'll worship you still.

Hungry, thirsting, longing for more
Desperate, crying, pain out poured
Lonely, struggling, I look to Your cross
You bear my grief, shame and loss.

Still I will trust You Still I will sing
Songs of thanksgiving to my King
My eyes are failing Your promise fulfill
And till then, I'll worship you still.

The prayer of my heart in the midst of the storm
Is to see the Morning Star
I will heed His call to follow Him
Even though I journey far.

Still I will trust You
Still I will sing Songs of thanksgiving to my King
My eyes are failing Your promise fulfill
And till then, I'll worship you still.

I will worship You still!
 By Craig Curry