I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me
And I enjoy an accolade like the rest

And you can take my picture and hang it in a gallery
Of all the who's who's and so-and-so's

That used to be the best at such and such

It wouldn't matter much

I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights
We all need an atta boy or atta girl

But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides

The temporary trappings of this world

I want to leave a legacy

How will they remember me?

Did I choose to love?

Did I point to You enough

To make a mark on things
I want to leave an offering

A child of mercy and grace

Who blessed Your name unapologetically

And leave that kind of legacy

I don't have to look too far or too long awhile

To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy

It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile

Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon
enough destroy

I want to leave a legacy

How will they remember me?

Did I choose to love?

Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things
I want to leave an offering

A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically

And leave that kind of legacy

Not well-traveled, not well-read
Not well-to-do, or well-bred

I just want to hear instead
Well done, good and faithful one

I want to leave a legacy
How will they remember me?
Did I choose to love?
Did I point to You enough
To make a mark on things?
I want to leave an offering
A child of mercy and grace
Who blessed Your name unapologetically
And leave that kind of legacy

I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me