If all I’ve done, at last should come to nothing. 
And all I love, like sand be washed away, 
Still I will sing, of Your unfailing glory. 
On bended knee, I’ll lift my voice and say.

Great is the Lord, Great is Your name, 
Til my last breath, I will proclaim, 
Great is the Lord, Great is Your name, 
I give my life, to sing Your praise.

- Starfield