With every breath I take, with every heartbeat
Sunrise and the moonlights in the dark street
Every glance, every dance, every note of a song
It’s all a gift undeserved that I shouldn’t have known
Every day that I lie, every moment I covet
I’m deserving to die, I’m just earning Your judgment
I, without the cross, there’s only condemnation
If Jesus wasn’t executed there’s no celebration
So in times that are good, in times that are bad
For any times that I’ve had it all I will be glad
And I will boast in the cross, I boast in my pains
I will boast in the sunshine, boast in His reign
What’s my life if it’s not praising You?
Another dollar in my bank account of vain pursuit, I do
That count my life as any value or precious at all
Let me finish my race, let me answer my call
Tomorrow’s never promised, but it is, we swear
Think we holding our own, just a fistful of air
God has never been obligated to give us life
If we fought for our right, we’d be in hell tonight
Mere sinners owed nothing but a fierce hand
We never loved Him, we pushed away His pierced hands
I rejected His love, grace, kindness, and mercy
Dying of thirst, yet willing to die thirsty
Eternally worthy, how could I live for less?
Patiently You turn my heart away from selfishness
I volunteer for Your sanctifying surgery
I know the Spirit’s purging me of everything that’s hurting me
Remove the veil from my darkened eyes
So now every morning I open Your Word and see the Son rise
I hope in nothin’, boast in nothin’, only in Your sufferin’,
I live to show Your glory, dyin’ to tell Your story.
Tell me this isn’t as theologically solid as any hymn.