More Like You Lyrics

I am the clay in your hands

Mold me into who you want me to be

I may be squished I may be stretched

Mold me into who you want me to be

I am yours God, help me be more like you

When it's hard God, bring me straight to you

And I know you're bringing me through for a reason

I am the vine you are the tree

Grow me into you want me to be

I may be pruned I may be spared

Grow me into you want me to be

Grow me into you want me to be

I am yours God, help me be more like you

When it's hard God, bring me straight to you

And I know you're bringing me through for a reason

I am yours God, help me be more like you

When confusion sets in, it's only for a moment

When doubt it creeps in, it's only for a moment

When the pain it hits so deep, it's only for a moment

When I cry out to you, your there in a moment ya

I am yours

I am yours God, help me be more like you

When it's hard God, bring me straight to you

And I know you're bringing me through for a reason

I want to be more like you

I want to be more like you

I want to be more like you

Eh ehhhhhh

I want to be more like you

I want to be more like you

I want to be more like you

eh eehhhhhh