I spent lost days, wondering when I'd
Get my way, about anything
Wanted wrong things

Filled my closet, legions skeletons
Unrepentant heart
Buried filthy deeds

Bullet speeds through space
Just tears and breaks
...became a follower

Used now, for the highest purpose
Though not worthy
I glorify the Living God
Go fishing men

My personal discovery of my sin nature
Went on and on
Reaching new lows
Depraved
Entertaining my second death

Finally broken, finally gave up
To the highest authority
God's will...became a follower

My emptiness died away
As I accepted God's gift
My second birth
Thank You Lord!

My personal discovery of my sin nature
Went on and on
Reaching new lows
Depraved
Entertaining my second death

Finally broken, finally gave up
To the highest authority
God's will...became a follower

My emptiness died away
As I accepted God's gift
Second birth
Thank You Lord!

Words and music, Don Parsons. Copyright 2008 BoTT Records. All rights reserved.