Idols Kirk Franklin

Give me your idols, every God that you made
You know the things you love more than me
You'd die if I took them away
Give me your options, let me be the first one you call
Now you must choose what I am to you
God of all or not God at all
I'm God of all or not God at all

Give me the mountain you're not strong enough to climb
I'll restore the days that you threw away
I love to return wasted time
Give me the questions, there's not one too great or too small
Still, you can't be free 'til you let me be
God of all or not God at all
I'm God of all or not God at all

Tell me who's the king of glory
And writes every one of our stories
Who knows the end before life begins
And took all our debts to the grave
So give me your weapons, be still while your enemies fall
But you'll never see 'til you let me be
God of all or not God at all

Oh, tell me who's the king of glory
And writes every one of our stories
Who knows the end before life begins
And took all our debts to the grave
So give me your weapons, be still while your enemies fall
But you'll never see 'til you let me be
God of all or not God at all
God of all or not God at all
I'm God of all or not God at all