More of You, and less of me;
Lord, I pray that there might be
More of You and less of me.
More of You, and less of me;
Lord, I pray that there might be
More of You and less of me.
Like a grain of wheat that falls to the earth,
And dies to live anew;
All my plans and earthly desires,
I lay them down to follow You.
Song by Don Moen
Writer: Steven L. Merkel