I am an instrument of the living God
My life a melody to his name
More than the songs I sing
I live to glorify my king
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Through all the miring clay
You're washing me with grace
You carry me along through it all
So I will testify, even in the fire
I live to praise my savior
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
And everything that has breath
Praise the lord, praise the lord
And all creation will sing
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound
Let it be your sweet, sweet sound