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