You offer God all that you've got
In the form of daily chores
All God has to say is put it away
What I want's your heart

You spend your time on His production line
When clocking out you find
Hands that stay busy make you dizzy
If God hardly comes to mind

Building fences to straddle on
With your days neither hot nor cold
There is no doubt God will spew you out
Should have been building on the soul

The only time you look for a God sign
Is when you're desperately in need
Otherwise you let it ride
Relying on human strength

Although you say you love Jesus
You're still working your way through
The needs and wants for brownie points
When all God wants is you