Talk is very cheap

My soul is yours to keep

You are the Shepard we are the sheep

Your loving hand rocks me gently to sleep

Now as I kneel down and weep

In my perfect nature my sin starts to seep

My life is nothing but a filthy heap

I'm nothing more than a worthless creep

I've sunk so low I fell in too deep

Over the valley of death I tried to leap

The hill I'm climbing is way too steep



"Satan" tries to bring me down

but You slam him to the ground

Now I feel like the big clown

In the circuis across town

Spinning again in a runaround

in the whirlpool of love my flesh has drowned

You are King with thorns were crowned

let us make a joyful sound

Yes I was lost but now am found

When I'm afraid you're love surrounds

When I'm sad, your grace abounds

Someday soon you'll be reknown

doo doo doo doo doo doo...