Instrument from Sister Smoke by Sister Smoke
Tracklist
| 12. | Instrument | 2:56 |
Lyrics
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace,
Where hate runs deep, let my love increase.
Where there’s hurt, let me bring grace,
And shine Your light in the darkest place.
Where there’s doubt, Lord, help me believe,
Where there’s despair, new hope to weave.
When shadows fall and joy’s run dry,
Let me bring laughter before I cry.
Oh, good Lord, keep me low and kind,
Teach me to heal what pain I find.
Not to be loved, but to show Your love,
Not seek the crown, but the hand above.
Don’t let me chase to be consoled,
But lift the broken weak and old.
Don’t let me beg to be understood,
Just lend me words to do some good.
For when I give, that’s when I gain,
When I forgive, I lose my chains.
And when I die to this here life,
I’ll ride with You up to that light.
Oh, good Lord, keep me low and kind,
Teach me to heal what pain I find.
Not to be loved, but to show Your love,
Not seek the crown, but the hand above.
And when this breath fades outta sight,
Let me ride with You up to that light.
And when this breath fades outta sight, (c'mon)
Let me ride with You up to that light.
