“ Big Boy Britches”
I had to pull my Big Boy Britches up
Relying on His Amazing Grace
If He’s told me once
He’s told me twice
That’s how you run the race
He said—“You are My Workmanship”
You Cannot Perfect You
You’ll Just Be Depressed—And Have No Rest
Like a Legalistic Fool
He said—I’m The Potter
You’re The Clay
I Am Working
Inside You
For The Clay To Try To Form Itself
Like The Galatians Did—You See
Would Make You Foolish—Just Like Them
And A Boastful Soul You’d Be
So Pull Those Big Boy Britches Up
Lean All Your Cares On Me
Then You Can Boast—Father Knows Best
What A Great Job—He’s Done In Me
Pulling Those Britches Up
Pulling Those Britches Up
Going To Trust With All My Heart
I’m Pulling Those Britches Up