If I was the rich man
Would I hold on to it
Or hold back nothing
And let you change my world?
Money, power and position
When it comes down to it
Ain't worth a thing
If I can't have you

Lower me down
Oh Jesus
Lower me down
I wanna be with you

If I were zacchaeus
Which means pure and innocent
If I was the climber in the sycamore tree
You could call me a traitor
You could call me anything
But Jesus is calling and he's calling to me

So when you've reached for the sky
But you cannot get to it
When you've tried and you’ve tried
And don't know what to do
When you feel paralyzed
And just can't get moving
'Cause the weight of the world
Has got it's hold on you
These are troubling times
And people are hurting
We are crowded with lies
And counterfeit truth
But the faithful will rise
To carry the burden
We will rip off this rooftop
To get to you

The deaf and the blind
And the poor in spirit
We're all desperately trying
To get to you