I was wandering all around,
Roaming helplessly.
Peace was no where to be found,
In the places that you could find me.
I tried to be a good person,
But I always failed.
Then I realized the true reason,
For the story I must tell.
I thought I was nothing,
And low as I could be
The devil had a hold on me,
And wouldn't set me free.
But then someone told me this story,
How God gave his only son.
So that I could be set free,
Through Jesus precious blood.
Thank God that he saw not what I was,
But he saw what I could be.
He filled me with his love,
And he took all my sins from me.
Lord, use me however you want to,
Let me live my life for you.
Let your Holy Spirit live in me,
So that others can see your love for them too.
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