Right Direction
Lord Jesus, what have i become?
What am i doing here?
i thougt this would never happen to me,
and yet, it has this year...
temptation, Lord, and worldly pleasures
have taken hostige, and arrested me...
they have thrown me into their mocking dungeon
and made me feel more than guilty.
they laugh at me, and pick on me;
pushing me down to the floor.
i try to get back to the light
but they push me down once more.
for a while they seem to satisfy,
but it does not last for long;
they know just how to lure me in:
by music and in song.
they tell me i'm not good enough,
so to be like them i try.
instead of lifting up my hands
and praising your name high...
Father, will you let me take your hand?
will you lead me out of this mess?
will you help me find the way, once more
to your eternal happiness
i've been such a fool
to be so easily led astray...
i dont deserve your love and grace
to help me find the way.
Lord Jesus, will you please
teach me your corrections...
please Father, help me to pursue
the right direction.
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