As each day passes by,
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I feel my love run dry.
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I get so weary, worn,
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And tossed around in the storm.
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Well I'm blind to all His needs,
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And I'm tired of planting seeds.
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I seem to have a wealth,
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Of so many thoughts about myself.
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I want to, I need to, be more like Jesus.
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I want to, I need to, be more like Him.
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Our Father's will was done,
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By giving us His Son,
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Who paid the highest cost,
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To point us to the cross.
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And when I think of Him,
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Taking on the whole world's sin,
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I take one look at me,
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Compared to what I'm called to be.
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I want to, I need to, be more like Jesus.
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I want to, I need to, be more like Him.
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Remember, there's no greater love,
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Then to lay down your life for a friend.
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The end of all my prayers,
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Is to care like my Lord cares.
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My one and only goal,
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His image in my soul.
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Yes my weakness is revealed,
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When by His stripes I'm healed.
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He's faithful and He's true,
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To complete the work he begins in you.
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I Want To Be More Like Jesus
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| Keith Green |
