Why do I hold the short end of this rope
When God freely gives his lifeline
My only hope is to let this rope go
Cause I know my God saves every time

All that I lack only holds me back
From treasure beyond wildest dreams
Not here on earth where nothing is worth
The sight of Heavenly things

I stand in the court of my worthless thoughts
Pilled high with the trash that I've kept
Alone I have fought every battle I've lost
And with that said, Jesus wept

When will I learn the least bit of concern
Over the sin I have that leads to death
Taking from me all I think that I need
Giving God what little is left

When I could give him my all, freeing my very soul
Holding on tight to the hope
Where one day I'll be free, yes free indeed
When I let go of the short end of this rope