PK, MK, born in PA but grown up in the UK
AKA child, who never walked a mile in the shoes of the wild
For a while never smiled
Unsure of my identity but still adopted a style
Retained an American profile
Plus the accent
But knew I was different never walked where the crowd went
Innocent till I caught the enemies' eye
Hurt by the people and friends that never said goodbye
Never did time in a juvenal hall
But in thought and intention still a product of the fall
In fact, equal in guilt to the worst of them all
Heard the call at he age of five
But in my heart and mind still conspired to connive
The lord kept me through those troublesome teens
Growing up with ex-junkies is what kept me clean
But man, I played the edge on the boundary
Seeing how far I could push grace til' he found me
Profoundly, he saved me and crowned me
The waters would drown me without he
But thanks to grace, it is not so
He kept me in his lens like a paparazzo
Helped me grow and steered me clear of the potholes
My debt is more than platitude
Cause dude was wasting away and he brought me food
Appreciation in my attitude
Praise the lord with my gratitude
You gotta hate the sin you're delivered from
Without repentance we'll never see his kingdom come
Even growing up a Christian, I could never brag
Cause my greatest efforts are but filthy rags
You gotta hate the sin you're delivered from
Without repentance we'll never see his kingdom come
Forever worthy of praise he was mighty to save
Lost, apart him my only hope was the grave
On the external
Might of had the appearance
Of searching for the eternal
But as attested by the words
In my journal
My flesh and heart were evil and destined for the infernal
It took a radical miraculous action
To remove a heart of stone is the work of compassion
In a singular fashion he took my sins upon his back
Giving justice satisfaction
I'm not deserving even of a second glance
But He had the grace in my rebellion to grant me a second chance
As I see my life advance
I'm aware of his hand that's guiding me through the expanse
Without the Lord, I wouldn't be just average
Apart from him my very nature is savage!
Lost, with no light at the end of the tunnel
On a downward spiral like I'm trapped in a funnel
When he reached from the throne
Became flesh and bone
And gave his son as the sacrificial lamb to atone
For me!
The one who claimed to follow
But in the darkness did things which gave the Father sorrow,
Might of never took a life but I certainly had hate
Thoughts filled with lust lugging spiritual dead weight
In my own opinion never guilty of big sins
But if judged by the law I'd infracted the whole thing
Sincerely recognize that's the depth of my depravity
In dire need of you to stop me falling in this gravity
You gotta hate the sin you're delivered from
Without repentance we'll never see his kingdom come
Even growing up a Christian, I could never brag
Cause my greatest efforts are but filthy rags
You gotta hate the sin you're delivered from
Without repentance we'll never see his kingdom come
Forever worthy of praise he was mighty to save
Lost, apart him my only hope was the grave