Rich MullinsPsalm 119:26-37, Matthew 6:19-21, Second Peter 3:9-13Lord help me be what You want me to beBeing Yours is all that I want (all that I want)Your line is tight as a kite stringAnd higher than the harmony in heaven's sweet songI tried to do it myself, but it left me strandedSo many directions and no way to goThe cards I was dealt made a promising handBut never got me into the show(Never got me into the show)But You give life to these dying songsSharp as a knife to clean the marrow to the boneLord 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 stringAnd higher than the harmony in heaven's sweet songI looked after my luck so my soul would play the gameBut you knew the rules so much betterThe moth and the rust will eventually claimEverything I took as my treasure(Everything I took as my treasure)But in You I have riches this world can't corruptSo 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 stringAnd higher than the harmony in heaven's sweet songOh Lord (Oh Lord)Oh Jesus (Oh Jesus)You never meant for us to go it aloneI 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, homeLord help me be what You want me to be'Cause being Yours is all that I wantYour line is tight as a kite stringAnd higher than the harmony in heaven's sweet songLord 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 stringAnd higher than the harmony in heaven's sweet songLai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, lai, la

 

back to top