Reaching

I left your world to live in sin

Not thinking what a fool I'd been

To leave your side and go my way

Not thinking of the price you'd pay.

Why do I do the things I do

I quit and turn my back to you

Lord, reach down and pick me up again

And cleanse me from my world of sin

No more tossing in the wind

Blown in a world torn by sin

Hold me in your arms again

Back to where I should have been.

by G. Michael Scarlett