More Than Able

Leading worship on your own Just a voice and guitar Standing tall, yet somewhat prone To worry if you are Good enough, or if not that If you can play and sing And lead the masses to the throne Of honor to the King Well what I say for what it's worth You're more than able to I've never met another one Who does what you can do The way you draw attention To the beauty of the song And sing the words right from your heart You certainly belong Up on the stage in present form You have no cause for doubt I've seen it with my own two eyes True worship you give out