Easily Satisfied

Dm                      C     Dm                       C
  You have offered me a feast   of the finest food and drink
Dm                       C                          Am
  But I prefer to feed myself with a meal of meager crumbs

Dm                         C     Dm                      C
  You have promised living water   ever flowing from within
Dm                   C                                       Am
  But I trust my own cistern though my life seeps through the cracks 

          F            C         G
          Lord, please make me unhappy
          F            C          Am   F
          Lord, please keep me dissatisfied
          F           C      Am      F
          Lord, don't let me find my joy
             F        C         Am
          In anything less than You
             G                  C
          In anything less than You

  You have called me as Your son, gave me a home and royal robes
  But I'd rather dress in rags, and make my home in the gutter

  You have offered me true wealth that will never spoil of fade
  But I cling to fleeting things that the moth and rust consume