How very small am I when I look up to You.
When I look at all Your works, I realize there’s little I can do.
Who was I to think that I deserved applause?
What a fool I was to think Your blessings were by my cause.
I called out to find You but was hesitant to seek.
I didn’t comprehend Your glory since I couldn’t see humans as meek.
Savior, I love You so; forgive me for not knowing.
I ask that a permanent awe of You, You would bestow upon me.