Lives In the Son

With me it’s not a matter of “If I could talk to God” I have talked to God, I talk to him all throughout the day I first talked to God when I was forty-one I was an evil man See, I had lost everything and everyone I had ever loved I was in prison, which was nothing new Except on this particular time, which was also my last time I was in the hole and hate was all I had left God set me free that day He gave me a gift called Poetry And from inside that cell I sprouted wings and with every poem I wrote I flew on the wings of an angel Then out of the blue he returned my wife Who had left me over a year before After talking me into turning myself in Well if I could talk to God this is what I would say: Through the pain and tears I cried An evil soul laid down and died And of the stories that soul could tell Delivered from the pits of hell I thank you God for the blood of your Son That enabled my sins to be undone For giving me the gift and desire to write The strength inside to stand and fight For the love of my wife as well as my kids A way to undo all the evil I did I am your servant may your will be done For what once was the darkness now lives in the Son Lord why have you given all this to me? I try to understand but still can’t see You are the beginning and the end of time The keeper of love and all that’s divine And I was evil upon two feet Tired, lonely, broken and beat I don’t deserve all you have given to me Try as I might I still cannot see But till death I’ll do all I can To live your word and be a man I am your servant may your will be done For what once was the darkness now lives in he Son Anyhow if I could talk to God I reckon I would probably say something like that