I stayed home when the kings went out,
I took what was never mine to take.
I stood in a light I never earned
and I let them say my name.

I have carried it a year of nights,
I have worn it like a second skin.
And every song I ever sang
came back around to me.

Not unto us, not unto us,
but unto Your name give the glory.
Not unto us, not unto us —
for Your mercy, for Your truth.

I cannot lift my head tonight,
I cannot sing it like I should.
So I will say it till it's true,
I'll say it till it's true.

Not unto us, not unto us,
but unto Your name give the glory.
Not unto us, not unto us —
for Your mercy, for Your truth.

Not unto us...
not unto us...