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