Lost and alone, salvation unknown.
Drugs and strongholds made the "evil one" known.

 

Strength overtaken, near death three times;
addictions and afflictions, many of each kind.

 

Freedom vanished-locked behind barred doors.
Six months of insomnia pacing concrete floors.

 

Freedom returned gaining untruthful respect.
Addictions again dying to inject.

 

Loved ones and reality gained semi-control;
deep inside the "dark one" had hold.

 

Just as life met the end of its rope,
a witness from the Lord spoke a glimmer of hope.

 

A chance to change for better
and a life that lasts forever.

 

Down on my knees I met Christ,
filled with love and empty of strife.

 

Blinded no more and chained no longer,
the Lord my Shepherd has made me stronger.

 

Eternal motivation and promises I keep,
guided by light, patiently I seek.

 

Living to know him, and to make him known-
the lost and dying need to be shown.

 

The love of Christ thru the light of our lamp,
not to grade sin or put on a stamp.

 

No time for that, work to be done.
Sharing the gospel, and souls to be won.

 

I never thought someone would loved me for me,
until Christ entered my life and he made me see.

 

On my knees each day, thanking God above
now I see the meaning of no greater love.