Ask of Me and I will give
The nations as Your inheritance
And the limits, the limits of the earth
As Your possession
When I see the works of Your fingers
The moon and stars, which You've ordained
What is mortal man, that You remember him
Through Your visitation?
They bartered for some other god
Their portion only sorrows
You maintain my lot
The measuring lines have fallen on pleasant places
Earth's confines, my portion, my cup, His graces
Now I find; indeed the inheritance is
Beautiful to me
Could I devise the path my life has taken
My choices and my destiny
I would leave it all in my Father's hand
For it all is so beautiful to me
No idol names will I take up
Jehovah is the only
Portion of my cup
The measuring lines have fallen on pleasant places
Earth's confines, my portion, my cup, His graces
Now I find; indeed the inheritance is
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Chords of a Man - The Measuring Lines Lyrics
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Ask of Me and I will give
The nations as Your inheritance
And the limits, the limits of the earth
As Your possession
When I see the works of Your fingers
The moon and stars, which You've ordained
What is mortal man, that You remember him
Through Your visitation?
They bartered for some other god
Their portion only sorrows
You maintain my lot
The measuring lines have fallen on pleasant places
Earth's confines, my portion, my cup, His graces
Now I find; indeed the inheritance is
Beautiful to me
Could I devise the path my life has taken
My choices and my destiny
I would leave it all in my Father's hand
For it all is so beautiful to me
No idol names will I take up
Jehovah is the only
Portion of my cup
The measuring lines have fallen on pleasant places
Earth's confines, my portion, my cup, His graces
Now I find; indeed the inheritance is
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
The nations as Your inheritance
And the limits, the limits of the earth
As Your possession
When I see the works of Your fingers
The moon and stars, which You've ordained
What is mortal man, that You remember him
Through Your visitation?
They bartered for some other god
Their portion only sorrows
You maintain my lot
The measuring lines have fallen on pleasant places
Earth's confines, my portion, my cup, His graces
Now I find; indeed the inheritance is
Beautiful to me
Could I devise the path my life has taken
My choices and my destiny
I would leave it all in my Father's hand
For it all is so beautiful to me
No idol names will I take up
Jehovah is the only
Portion of my cup
The measuring lines have fallen on pleasant places
Earth's confines, my portion, my cup, His graces
Now I find; indeed the inheritance is
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Beautiful to me
Writer: Matthew Fritz
Copyright: Lyrics © MDFritz Records
Copyright: Lyrics © MDFritz Records