Crash

A life full of anger, rebellion and lies
Sin was the game, death was it’s prize
I was the master, I played the game well
Disguised by a mask so no one could tell
I fell in the chasm deep and wide
Pulled ever downward, shackled by pride
Finally I hit bottom, crashed to a stop
My body lay broken on Jesus the Rock
Battered and bruised from sin’s deadly fight
I turned my eyes upward, looked into the light
Jesus was waiting with arms open wide
I was pulled into His love by grace’s strong tide
No longer a prisoner or slave to sin
Washed by His blood a new life begins