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