Walt Whitman & The Soul Children of Chicago - Instrument of Praise Lyrics

Chorus
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).