LeCrae

With every breath I take, every heart beat,
Sunrise and the moon lights in the dark street,
every glance, every dance, every note of a song,
All a gift undeserved that I shouldn't have known,

Every moment I lie, every moment I covet,
I'm deserving to die, I'm earnin Your judgment
I, without the cross, there's only condemnation
If Jesus wasn't executed there's no celebration

So in times of the good, in times of the bad,
For any time I've had it all, I will be glad
I will boast in the cross, I'll boast in his name
I will boast in the sunshine, boast in his fame

Whats my life if it's not praising You?
And every dollar in my bank account is vain pursuit
I do not count my life as any value, or precious at all,
Let me finish my race, let me answer Your call!