Waking Up - Bethany Dillon

I’m on a flight home this morning

And I can’t help but stare at You

My face pressed against this little window

The sky explodes in praise to You, to You

I know my words can’t wrap their arms around You tight enough

But still I’ll try in this simple song

To You, my Jesus

Because the more I fight it, the more I love You

As my eyes widen, I have to tell You

There’s nothing like waking up Waking up to You

There’s nothing like waking up Waking up to You

Oh, waking up to You

I am small, but I have seen

The same sun rise over India and Ohio fields

To strengthen the heart of this coward

So in every language, from every hurt

We echo affection back to You, Lord

There’s nothing like waking up Waking up to You

There’s nothing like waking up Waking up to You

I was dead so You became my life

I couldn’t see so You became my eyes

I was dead so You became my life

I couldn’t see so You became my eyes

There’s nothing like waking up Waking up to You

There’s nothing like waking up Waking up to You