My Father the King
I started out on the wrong foot
My first step cautiously hesitant and unsure
As I would tip toe in cold world waters
Oddly the foundation proved just as strong
I was enveloped by the path around me
Treading, drowning during my steps to follow
I never thought I needed any one ‘round
Until I was face down on the ground
I could smell fear and hear sinful hounds
I looked to the heavens when I gave myself to Him
I begged Him for help to stop tearing at my soul
With His accent words written so long ago
I wrapped them around my spirit and began to grow,
Jesus is my Lord and I know it’s true
My beautiful wife, my healthy kids and my life is new
My spiritual resurrection was hearty and my heart too
I must keep in mind the walk and mind my feet
But I’d have it no other way when I claim my seat
Otherwise I would have never known God
My old self, is on the shelf, for others to view
Check it out, ask me, ‘How does He know you?’
I’ll tell you everything because God wants to
He used me as earthly proof of mercy and grace
How misguided I was, how I didn’t know a thing
I thought I handled it all but couldn’t stand the sting
Now I choose to worship, work, play and sing
In the name of Jesus, my Father, my Heavenly King
My first step cautiously hesitant and unsure
As I would tip toe in cold world waters
Oddly the foundation proved just as strong
I was enveloped by the path around me
Treading, drowning during my steps to follow
I never thought I needed any one ‘round
Until I was face down on the ground
I could smell fear and hear sinful hounds
I looked to the heavens when I gave myself to Him
I begged Him for help to stop tearing at my soul
With His accent words written so long ago
I wrapped them around my spirit and began to grow,
Jesus is my Lord and I know it’s true
My beautiful wife, my healthy kids and my life is new
My spiritual resurrection was hearty and my heart too
I must keep in mind the walk and mind my feet
But I’d have it no other way when I claim my seat
Otherwise I would have never known God
My old self, is on the shelf, for others to view
Check it out, ask me, ‘How does He know you?’
I’ll tell you everything because God wants to
He used me as earthly proof of mercy and grace
How misguided I was, how I didn’t know a thing
I thought I handled it all but couldn’t stand the sting
Now I choose to worship, work, play and sing
In the name of Jesus, my Father, my Heavenly King
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