[Intro]
Bb Eb Bb Eb
[Versetto]
    Bb            F 
Oh, I have days I lose the fight 
Eb                                Bb   F Eb 
Try my best but just don't get it right 
       Bb                       F 
Well I talk a talk that I don't walk 
    Eb                               Bb  F Eb 
And miss the moments right before my eyes 
    Gm                                 F 
Somebody with a hurt that I could have helped 
    Eb                                 Eb 
Somebody with a hand that I could have held 
      Gm                        F 
but I just can't see past myself 
      Eb 
Lord' help me be
[Ritornello]
                   Bb     F             Eb 
A little more like mercy' a little more like grace 
                   Bb            F     Eb 
A little more like kindness' goodness, love, and faith 
         F    Gm               Eb 
A little more like patience' a little more like peace 
                   Bb                           F Eb Bb F Eb 
A little more like Jesus, a little less like me
[Versetto]
              Bb                F 
Yeah, there's no denying I have changed 
Eb                                 Bb  F Eb 
I've been saved from who I used to be 
Bb                        F 
even at my best' I must confess 
  Eb                                 Bb  F Eb 
I still need help to see the way You see 
    Gm                                 F 
Somebody with a hurt that I could have helped 
    Eb 
Somebody with a hand that I could have held 
    Gm                      F 
but I just can't see past myself 
     Eb 
Oh , help me be
[Ritornello]
                   Bb              F         Eb 
A little more like mercy, a little more like grace 
                   Bb                  Eb 
A little more like kindness, goodness, love, and faith 
                   Gm                      Eb 
A little more like patience, a little more like peace 
                   Bb      F                 Bb 
A little more like Jesus, a little less like me 
       Gm 
Oh, I Want to feed the beggar on the street 
Eb 
Love to be your hands and feet 
Bb 
Freely give what I receive 
    F         Gb 
Oh, help me be 
         Gm 
I want a friendship first above all else 
Eb 
Love my neighbor as myself 
Bb 
In the moments no one sees 
F               Eb 
Lord, help me be 
  
One, two, three
[Outro]
                   Gm      Cm           Eb5 
A little more like mercy, a little more like grace 
C5                 G5                  Eb 
A little more like kindness, goodness, love, and faith 
              Gm                           Eb 
A little more like patience, a little more like peace 
              Bb          F                      Bb  Eb 
A little more like Jesus, oh, a little less like me 
         Gm                        Eb 
A little more of living everything I preach 
                   Bb                           Eb 
A little more like Jesus, a little less like me 
                  Bb      Eb Bb Eb Bb Eb Bb Eb 
Oh, a little less like me