Article Contributed on: 12/31/2008 8:29:05 PM
My Christ, my King
to Thee do I pray
Thank You, Lord, for creating me today
From crawling and crying to trying to fly
and holding firecrackers on the Fourth of July
Downhill on my Big Wheel at an incredible speed
and having no "R's" when I was weady to wead
Jump rope? Nope, 'cause that's what the girly's did
Okay, a couple times. Hey, I was only a kid
As a child, so innocent, knowing right from wrong
and staying out of trouble, but it wouldn't last long
My Christ, my King
to Thee do I call
Dear God, please help me stop this fall
From crawling and crying to trying to fly
because the drugs and the alcohol had me ready to die
Downhill in my lifestyle at an incredible speed
and having nobody when I was truly in need
Smoke dope? Nope, 'cause that's what the tweaker's did
Okay, a couple times. Hey, I was hittin' a skid
As a "grown-up", messed up, not living right from wrong
and always in trouble, but it wouldn't last long
My Christ, my King
to Thee do I sing
To Thee do I give my all, everything
From crawling and crying to trying to fly
with the wings of an angel as I'm carried on high
An uphill battle, and I know I'll succeed
as long as I follow wherever Christ should lead
Lose hope? Nope, 'cause that's what the hopeless did
Never, not once. Hey, my Lord would forbid
As a saved soul, whole, I should have known it all along
and it's to Christ, my Redeemer, that I sing this song