Only Help! - Tye Tribbett

I can almost tell you each time I’m gonna fall

Devil always paint the same picture, sweet frame and all

I wanna change

And you would think by now I’d catch the scenario

Sorta like a old sitcom playing the same show

I wanna change

I’m sick of my own ways

End up in the same place

Gotta set my affection

For my own protection

I can’t go on the same way Lord so

I lift my hands to you

You’re my only help

I’m sick of living life so predictable, yes I know

I’m saved but sometimes I get really comfortable, Oh Lord

I wanna change

I’m sick of all the ups and downs I want consistency

Tired of all the shaky ground give me stability, Oh Lord

I wanna change

I cast out all pronography uproot that thing up out of me

Devil you no longer have any control over me

While I bare adultery

Looking at my sister lustfully

In Jesus' name you gotta leave, Lord

I lift my hands to you

You’re my only help