Hands to the Sky

Philippians 3:7-14, Mark 12:30

I'm looking up, I'm crying out, 
"Help me, Jesus!"  I'm reaching 
out, I'm holding my hands to the 
sky, my arms open wide.

Time moves on and waits for 
no one.  We all jump in and miss 
the day.  Moving so fast but going 
nowhere,  reaching the end with 
nothing to say.  I want more 
than this.

I'm looking up, I'm crying out, 
"Help me Jesus!"  I'm pressing on, 
I give you my soul and my mind.
I want it all. Please give me a 
heart like Jesus.  I'm reaching 
out, I'm holding my hands to the 
sky, my arms open wide.

I want to live my life on purpose.
In Your will I want to be.  Take 
my heart, O Lord, and change it.
Take my life and use me.
Your glory is all I need.