I come to you more than I give [x2]

When the time comes for us to pray

We find other things to say

Instead of giving thanks

For what God has already done 

We're asking for more

But with a grateful heart

We ought to pray

Lord, let your will be done

And if you never give me another thing

I'll just thank you for forgiving me



[CHORUS:]

I come to you more than I give.

Always with my hands out instead of giving of 

Myself enough to say

Lord I know that I'm in your perfect will

Realizing as ungrateful as I've been

The giving you has removed all sin

I vow to never be the same

I come to you more than I give

Always with my hands out instead of lifting them up

I come to you more than I give

Oh, I'm sorry.



I give you my heart my mind, my soul, my praise

Hallelujah

Romans 121 says

I beseech you therefore brethren

By the mercies of God that ye present your

Bodies a living sacrifice Holy, which is your job

Unto God, it is your job

To give him everything, every part of you

So I give you my heart

My mind, my soul

My praise, my money

It all belongs to the Father

I give it all to you.