Take me to the King.
Take me to the King. My heart is torn in pieces, it is my offering, take me to the King.
Truth is I'm tired, options are few, I'm trying to pray, but Lord where are you?
I'm all churched out, hurt and abused. I can't fake, what's left to do?
Take me to the King.
I don't have much to bring, my heart is torn in pieces, it's my offering.
Lay me at the throne, leave me there alone to gaze upon your glory, and sing to you this song.
No rules, no religion, I've made my decision to run to you the healer that I need.
Take me to the King.
I don 't have much to bring my heart is torn in pieces, it's my offering.
Lord we're in the way, we keep making mistakes, the glory's not for us it's all for you.
Take me to the King.