The Better Thing

Busy hands will never stop
Driven by a ticking clock
Longing for some peace of mind
But finding I don't have the time

Doing wonders in Your name
And knowing You is not the same
There's always good work to be done
But am I a servant or a son?

Teach me first to enjoy You
To delight in Your presence
Untether my heart from
All my busy religion
For You are sweeter than honey and
Better than the finest wine
I am my beloved's and
My beloved He is mine

A thousand times I've passed You by
While You've been tryna catch my eye
Fixed on all there is to do
Somehow I keep missing You

But to love you Lord with all I am
And what Martha lived to understand
Was in the presence of their King
Mary chose the better thing

Learning just to enjoy You
To delight in Your presence
Untether my heart from
All my busy religion
For You are sweeter than honey and
Better than the finest wine
I am my beloved's and
My beloved He is mine

Ooh, I'm learning just to enjoy You
Ooh, sometimes forget I'm allowed to
Ooh, I'm learning just to enjoy You
Ooh, sometimes forget I'm allowed to

For You are sweeter than honey and
Better than the finest wine
I am my beloved's and
My beloved He is mine
He is mine
He is mine
He is mine



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Writer(s): Eliza King
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