What could we bring that You'd ever need? What could we do that's worthy of You? What could we say that You have never heard? Sung by angels in heaven and earth. Merciful one there's nothing we've done to ever deserve to be heard. But You bend Your ear to the sound of our voice, so let it rise up above every noise. Who are we that You look on us? Our offering is a song of love. How can it be You delight in us? In what we bring 'cause it's not enough!

No it's not enough.

The loveliest song is the song on the lips of the broken and this is the loveliest sound when Your children cry out we were lost now we're found.  The loveliest sound to You is the sound we're making now. It's the sound You're longing for.