This is one of my favorite worship songs. When we sing it, God speaks to my heart. But do you know the story behind the song?
When the music fades
and all is stripped away
And I simply come
Longing just to bring
something that's of worth
That will bless Your heart
I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required
You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart
I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You
All about You, Jesus
I'm sorry, Lord, for the things I've made it
When it's all about You
All about You, Jesus
King of endless worth,
no one could express
How much You deserve
Though I'm weak and poor,
all I have is Yours
Every single breath
The song dates back to the late 1990s. It was written by Matt Redman, a UK Christian artist and worship leader. It emerged from a period of apathy within Matt Redman's home church, Soul Survivor, in Watford, England. Redman's congregation was struggling to find meaning in its worship and music.
"There was a dynamic missing, so the pastor did a pretty brave thing," he recalls. "He decided to get rid of the sound system and band for a season (I believe it was three months), and we gathered together with just our voices. His point was that we'd lost our way in worship, and the way to get back to the heart would be to strip everything away."
Reminding his church family to be producers in worship, not just consumers, the pastor, Mike Pilavachi, asked, "When you come through the doors on a Sunday, what are you bringing as your offering to God?"
Wow! Three months with no band, or music, or piano, or organ, or guitar. What would that be like for you? Maybe this is the acid test about our motivation for worship? are we consumers, or followers of Jesus? Are we buying a product or are we laying our lives before God as an offering?
Last Sunday in the sermon I made the point that if we come to the place in our lives that we worship the gift instead of the Giver, we have made the gift an Idol! The gift becomes our god.