I Choose You - Point of Grace

All our mind’s attention

All our hearts affection

Every heart-cry, every rhyme

Everybody’s worshipping something

All our life’s devotion

Has been set in motion

Religions dozen for a dime

Everybody’s worshipping something

'Cause that’s what we were made to do

And I choose You

All my attention, affection

And all my devotion’s for You

If everybody’s worshipping something

I choose You

You are beyond conception

Defying definition

And You knew me before time

Centuries of pagans

Idols fill the nations

But You are Lord to me and mine

Everybody’s worshipping something

'Cause that’s what we were made to do… oh oh

Before I chose You, You first chose me

I worship You, You alone are worthy

You alone deserve it-all of my worship

Lord I choose You