Under waves that tower overhead
My eyes look up beyond the rolling surf
My muffled voice suppressed, I'm left for dead
As hands of blackness push me toward the earth
And as a stone, I sink from life itself
My final thought, Your name, I need Your help...
I knew You well, so long ago it seems
A time when I would feel so close to You
A time that now lives only in my dreams
O for those days when light was all I knew
I pulled myself away, I know not why
My only thought, Your name, O hear my cry...
I fear I might not be there in the end
Too easily distracted, I succumb
To amateur temptations, once again
I lay there as one blinded, deaf and dumb
O Father, give me strength to rise and stand
My only strength, Your name, I need your hand...
O will I ever be convinced that sin
Is not a friend, it offers only death
Why is it that I only see this when
In weakness and in darkness I regress
Discouraged and disgusted, I deflate
My only hope, Your name, myself I hate...
To stand before Your throne of holiness
In robe of white, iniquities confessed
My muddied feet are clean, no more a mess
My inner transformation a success
No longer bound in sins' constricting hold
And on my head, Your name, 'till time untold.