U-Turn

The times you came to repent you were sincere

The ship of your life, how I wish I could steer

Dusting off your knees, you would try again

Only hours would pass before the temptations would begin

 

Back out to that cruel and mean world you’d go

Hiding away, thinking no one would know

If only you had looked up above your head to the sky

You would’ve seen prayers for your soul as they’d fly

 

No one really knew what would be your rock bottom

Until the authorities called to say, “We’ve got him.”

Did they know who they held wasn’t really you?

Did they know that you’ve been called of God? A job to do.

 

A second, maybe third chance you’ve been given

Prayers floating above your head now are, “Lord, keep him driven”

Driven to finish the race, the call asked of him

To share the gospel and help others to repent of sin

 

So eventhough behind bars you’ll now be kept

You’re free, as now you’re house has been swept

The pain, the loss, the regret can now become history

As you declare and start your own prison ministry

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