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.