Walt Whitman Instrument Of Praise Lyrics

Lord, make me an instrument of praise.
Lord, make me an instrument of praise.
With my mind, body, and soul,
Lord, You take full control;
Lord, make me an instrument of praise.

Verse 1
With every breath that I take,
(I'm gonna magnify Your Holy name).
With every song that I sing,
(I'm gonna let Your praises ring).
With every stomp of my feet,
(I'm gonna stomp my feet because I've got the victory);
Lord, make me an instrument of praise.

Chorus

Verse 2
With every step that I take,
(order my steps in Your word dear Lord).
With every move that I make, (lead me and guide me in all of my ways).
With every note of my voice,
(sing unto the Lord a new song).
I'll praise and bless Him forever more,
(let everything that hath breath praise His name);
Lord, make me an instrument of praise.

Chorus

Vamp

Altos
Use me Lord.

Tenors
I just want to be an instrument of praise.

Sopranos
Wholly exceptable, ready for praise.

Vamp 2
Wholly exceptable, ready for praise.

Ending
(Here I am, all of me),
(make me an instrument of praise).