I
LORD I DON'T WANT TO DO ONE THING ON MY OWN,
PUT ME WHERE YOU WANT ME LORD, THAT'S WHERE I BELONG.
GIVE ME THE STRENGTH LORD TO DO THY PERFECT WILL.
WHEN I'M IN THE LOWEST VALLEY I CAN CLIMB THE HIGHEST HILL.
II
THIS OLD WORLD GETS MORE WICKED EVERY DAY,
PEOPLE'S HEARTS ARE GROWING COLD FORGOTTEN HOW TO PRAY.
IF I LIVE TO BE A HUNDRED I'LL KEEP HOLDING TO YOUR HAND.
TILL YOU COME AND TAKE ME HOME LORD TO THAT PROMISED LAND.
CHORUS
LORD I WANT TO BE WHAT YOU'D WANT ME TO BE.
LORD I WANT TO DO THE THINGS YOU'D WANT ME TO DO.
LORD HELP ME STAY IN THE CENTER OF THY WILL.
WHEN I'M IN THE LOWEST VALLEY I CAN CLIMB THE HIGHEST HILL.