Hello everyone I welcome you all to hive music festival week 186 round 3
I am favourstrings and today I will be singing a song cover of ( a sacrifice of me) by Theophilus Sunday but before then I want to share how I got to hear about this song
I wasn’t even looking for a song that night. I just had my phone on shuffle while sitting on the balcony in Abuja, the city quiet except for the occasional generator hum. Then Theophilus Sunday’s voice came through, low and raw:
“All I have brought is a sacrifice, a sacrifice of me.”
That first line stopped me mid-scroll. No drums. No heavy production. Just truth. It didn’t sound like worship you perform. It sounded like worship you’ve lived. In that moment, I realized I’d been bringing God my time, my plans, my excuses — but never actually bringing me. The line hit like a quiet alarm: “You’ve been giving everything except yourself.”
But the line that completely undid me was this one:
“I know I have wasted so much time, but please Lord, I bring what is left of me, because all I brought is a sacrifice of me.”
I had to pause the song. I was staring at my hands, and tears just came. Not dramatic tears — the heavy, silent kind. Because it was me. All the years I spent chasing things, making promises to do better “next month,” delaying prayer, delaying purpose. And here was a man on a mic admitting it without shame, then turning that brokenness into an offering.
That phrase “what is left of me” wrecked me because it’s honest. It’s not the polished version of us we like to present. It’s the tired, flawed, late version. And yet Theophilus says, bring it anyway. God doesn’t want perfection. He wants presence. He wants the remainder, the scraps, the part of us we think isn’t good enough.
That’s why I want to perform the cover for the #HMF community week 186 round 3.
I don’t want to perform it to sound good. I want to perform it because this song gave language to a season I couldn’t explain. I want to stand in this round and sing back to God what He’s been teaching me: that He’s not waiting for the perfect version of me. He’s waiting for the real version.
And if one person in this community hears it and feels the same weight lift — that it’s okay to come with what’s left — then the sacrifice is worth it.
Because at the end of the day, all I have brought is a sacrifice. A sacrifice of me
Song lyrics
All I have brought is a sacrifice.... A sacrifice of me
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I know I,ve wasted so much time
I know I,ve wasted so much time
Please lord I bring what is left of me
All I have brought is a sacrifice
A sacrifice of me.....
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