Rich Mullins
Psalm 119:26-37, Matthew 6:19-21, Second Peter 3:9-13
Lord help me be what You want me to be
Being Yours is all that I want (all that I want)
Your line is tight as a kite string
And higher than the harmony in heaven`s sweet song
I tried to do it myself, but it left me stranded
So many directions and no way to go
The cards I was dealt made a promising hand
But never got me into the show
(Never got me into the show)
But You give life to these dying songs
Sharp as a knife to clean the marrow to the bone
Lord help me be what You want me to be
`Cause being Yours is all that I want (all that I want)
Your line is tight as a kite string
And higher than the harmony in heaven`s sweet song
I looked after my luck so my soul would play the game
But you knew the rules so much better
The moth and the rust will eventually claim
Everything I took as my treasure
(Everything I took as my treasure)
But in You I have riches this world can`t corrupt
So help me believe it and trust in Your love (Love sweet love)
Lord help me be what You want me to be
`Cause being Yours is all that I want (all that I want)
Your line is tight as a kite string
And higher than the harmony in heaven`s sweet song
Oh Lord (Oh Lord)
Oh Jesus (Oh Jesus)
You never meant for us to go it alone
I am so coarse (I`m so coarse)
The world`s so cheap (This world`s so cheap)
It`s nothing like anyplace you`d want to call home (Home)
Home, home
Lord help me be what You want me to be
`Cause being Yours is all that I want
Your line is tight as a kite string
And higher than the harmony in heaven`s sweet song
Lord help me be what You want me to be
`Cause being Yours is all that I want (all that I want)
Your line is tight as a kite string
And higher than the harmony in heaven`s sweet song
Lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, la
