What if I could no longer sing?
Who would sing Your praises, Lord?

Would the oceans lead the chorus that the stars would then proclaim
That You set us all in motion and that You sent Your Son to save?
What if I could no longer sing?
Who would sing Your praises, Lord?

What if I could no longer sing?
Who would sing Your praises, Lord?

Would the mountains bow before You, would the heavens shout Your fame?
Would the demons quake and shudder at the mention of Your name?
What if I could no longer sing?
Who would sing Your praises, Lord?

What if I could no longer breathe?
Who would tell Your stories, Lord?

Will the seeds that I have planted spread to cover all the earth
As I told of how You came for me from a lowly baby's birth?
Or did I waste each breath in vanity to simply breathe and then exhale
And not use each passing breath to rescue one more soul from hell?
What if I could no longer breathe?
Who would tell Your stories, Lord?
What if I could no longer sing?
Who would sing Your praises, Lord?

I will sing Your praises!
I will tell of Your great name!
And as long as I have breath in my lungs
I will proclaim with every beat of my heart
Until my time on Earth is through
Then I'll join an angel chorus and sing my praises to You!

What if I could no longer sing?
Who would sing Your praises, Lord?
What if I could no longer breathe?
Who would tell Your stories, Lord?