Heaven Help Me sing and play along

I don't enjoy being her jailer.

I don't relish telling her, "No!"

But then I think what if I fail her?

How can I just let her go?

I strive to be a good preacher.

I try not to go overboard.

But then I think, if I can't reach her,

how can I face my Lord?

Heaven help me shoulder my load;

ev'ry day's a struggle.

Still, someone's got to take the high road.

If I don't, who will?

I became a man of God to do His work,

to spread His word, to ease some pain and dry some tears.

That was the plan.

But I might have thought twice if only I knew that I'd spend all of my time saying,

"Ainh, ainh, ainh, no!

No! Don't do that!"

See, ev'ryone prays for salvation.

I'm happy to give them the tools.

The problem is- here's my frustration nobody wants to have rules.

So Heaven help me with my labors.

How can you expect one man to save his fam'ly and his neighbors?

Heaven help me.

Oh, Heaven help me.

If Heaven can't,

who can?