The walk to my curch is somewhat lengthy,
but I need the salvation tonight.
Six o'clock is fast approaching,
urging me to pick up my pace.
The fellowship dinner winds up taking 45 minutes
before I'm on my knees
praying in the chapel with
repentence on my face.
I'm sorry, God. Lord forgive me, please.
The Lord's Prayer floods out of my mouth
to purge the sins I'm ashamed of.
He tells me to take it one step at a time,
that He knows I can be better.
The Cross watches over me as I worship,
and the Spirit always finds me.