These are bits and peices of the songs I'm singing right now:

When I gaze into the night sky and see the works of Your fingers...The moon and stars suspended in space...Oh what is man that You are mindful of him? You have given man a crown of glory and honor, and have made him a little lower than the angels. You have put him in charge of all creation: The beasts of the feild, the birds of the air, the fish of the sea. Oh what is man that You are mindful of him?? Oh Lord our God! The magesty and glory of Your name transends the earth and fills the heavens! Oh Lord our God, little children praise you perfectly...and so would we!

Deep within my soul a mighty ocean plays a symphony, a tidal wave, all my words find no place.

He knows my frame, that I am dust...Like a flower in the feild. The wind takes me away and I am gone. Yet He finds pleasure in my soul, and for this alone I live: created for His joy, for his pleasure, for His love, His grace, His honor and praise! Come, let us adore! Let all men know the length, the breadth, the heigth, the depth of His love! Deep within my soul a mighty ocean plays a synphony, a tidal wave all my words find no place...no place.

All the questions I have, all the wonder I feel, all the hope, all the grace, all the beauty of His face; All the questions I have, all the wonder I feel, all the hope, all the grace, is there anything more beautiful than Christ in me?

Beatiful, how beautiful, how beautiful! Is the garden of Eden to me....
Beautiful my sacred home of inocence
Where I fellowship with God.
Soul at peace, mind at ease....
What is mercy, what is grace in the beauty, in the beauty of this place?
For how beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful
Is the garden of Eden to me!

Beautiful forbiden fruit looks to my eyes.
What new worlds will open to me?
A chance for more than You made me for...
must I still ignore it's call if I won't die, if I won't die after all?
For how beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful....
Is the fruit.

What? What is this emptiness?...
Where? Where is my innocence?...
...Why so alone?

Beautiful the promise of a savior!
Come restore Your image in me!
Fill my soul and make me whole.
Lest I fill this empty space with all the things that, all the things that only carve a greater casm in my soul!!
Beautiful, how beautiful, how beautiful
Is the hope of Christ to me!