Give It Up

Words and music by
James Paul Hellerich
Copyright 2022 BMI


Time wait’s for no man,
The hour glass is out of sand.

I was born a natural sinner,
My momma she tried to raise me right.
She read me bible verses,
Taught me how to pray at night.
I grew up unto my teens,
Temptation to the extreme.
I saw the forbidden fruit,
Just a hanging to the tree.
The snake he was a tempting me,
He dared me to take a bite,
I new when it hit my lips,
I sinned that very night.

Chorus

Got to give it up, got to be ready.
Got to be square with the Lord.
Someday when I get to Heaven.
I’ll get my just reward.

Solo

I turned it to an old man,
I new what had to be done.
I had to get to the alter,
That’s where it all begun.
I curse the day I stumbled,
It’s followed me my whole life.
I got to give it up,
Jesus gonna make it right.

Chorus

Time waits for no man,
The hour glass is out of sand.
Time waits for no man,
The hour glass is out of sand.
The hour glass is out of sand.
The hour glass is out of sand.
My soul is in Gods hands.