An Honest Word

I don't have a victory song
I'm not beating any holy battle drum
It's taking all the strength I've got
Just to put one foot in front of the other

I can't swing a heavy sword
Like David, I threw off the old king's clothes of war
Now I'm standing in the streets
Like an orphan looking for her mother

cll I have to give now is surrender
cs if I even could put up a fight
I don't think you need one more defender
It's enough to be your child

When my praises flowed like tears
When the honey dried up in the famine years
You were standing there, you are standing here
Both sides of the river

cll I have to give now is surrender
cs if I even could put up a fight
I don't think you need one more defender
It's enough to be your child

c victory song, a heavy sword
These are not the offerings you're asking for
But a humble heart and an honest word
You want a humble heart and an honest word