D G D On the road to Damascus I was hung on the ropes of success A Bm When You stripped away the mask of life G AsusA They had placed upon the face of death Bm And I wanna thank You Lord F#m G Bb More than all of my words can say (I give my life) D //B /A G Asus I give my life to sing Your praise And all those fortunes I hoarded They were the well from which my poverty sprang Oh they led me to no greater glory and they left me with no less shame CHORUS Bb2 D I say I wanna give You glory Lord and I do Bb2 Bm7/E A But everything that I could ever find to offer comes from You Bm G Bm Gmaj7 But if my darkness can praise Your light, You give me breath D //B /A G Asus And I'll give my life to sing Your praise On the road to Damascus I was hung on the ropes of success When You stripped away the mask of life They had placed upon the face of death Bm And I wanna thank You Lord F#m G Bb More than all of my words can say (I give my life) D //B /A G G/A D I give my life to sing Your praise (and beyond this I would not beg) /C# /B /A G G/A D For anything except of grace (to give my life to sing Your praise) /C# /B /A G G/A D And beyond this I would not beg (for anything except of grace) /C# /B /A G G/A D To give my life to sing Your praise (and beyond this I would not beg) For anything except of grace (to give my life to sing Your praise) And beyond this I would not beg (for anything except of grace) /C# /B /A G Em7/A To give my life, I give my life D /C# /B Dsus I give my life to sing Your praise Words and music by Rich Mullins and Beaker 1995 Edward Grant / Kid Brothers of St. Frank Publishing (ASCAP)