Den of Thieves Lyrics by Munn
(Feat. Dylan Stiles)
Oh, what a fool I was to once believe
That the food on my table
Was only there because of me
Now I know the sweat on my brow
Is just a part of this world
Not a reason to be proud
I want my daily bread
To come from You
So what You didn’t give
Let it be removed
If the drink in my cup
Wasn’t poured by Your hand
Then dry up the wells
That water my land
If the first of my fruits
Weren’t brought back to You
Then empty the storehouse
And spoil my food
Oh, what You give
Is all I need
I’m done livin’ in a den of thieves
I’ve been robbin’ You
Of the glory You deserve
Need to let a blessing be a blessing (Oh)
Not a trophy I earned
I don’t want another dollar
If I get it in vain
God, I’m choosing Your provision
Not an idol I’ve made
I want my daily bread
To come from You
So what You didn’t give
Let it be removed
If the drink in my cup
Wasn’t poured by Your hand
Then dry up the wells
That water my land
If the first of my fruits
Weren’t brought back to You
Then empty the storehouse
And spoil my food
Oh, what You give
Is all I need
I’m done livin’ in a den of thieves
So take the gold from my neck
Have my robe and my shoes
The shirt off my back
Is the least I could do
Tell me, what could I give
That You couldn’t return
Tenfold, a hundredfold
A thousandfold, a millionfold?
If the drink in my cup
Wasn’t poured by Your hand
Then dry up the wells
That water my land
If the first of my fruits
Weren’t brought back to You
Then empty the storehouse
And spoil my food
Oh, what You give
Is all I need
I’m done livin’ in a den of thieves