I was a little itty bitty 'bout the age of ten
when my mama tried to warn me 'bout the wages of sin.
I didn't listen, I paid her no mind at all,
I didn't know back then that I was headed for a fall.
(A big fall).
I turned sweet sixteen, thought I was pretty cool
but I was just a clown, the devil's fool.
You see my friends all thought that I was hip and fly
but deep inside I just wanted to die.
I heard about Jesus from a friend of a friend,
I said, "Nah, that's not for me, I don't believe in sin."
But I knew deep down that I was rotten inside
cause when I saw a Bible I would run and hide.
Then one night I said "What's the use?"
I was tired of the fighting, the hate and abuse.
Thought I would take my life and end it all,
I was set up for the biggest fall.
Was gonna pull the trigger, like in some romance
but I heard a voice say "Wait - give me a chance."
I figured, "O.k., what have I got to loose?"
Just a shirt on my back, a pair of tennis shoes.
So I gave my heart to Jesus, never felt such love.
Now He's my closest friend, the One I'm speaking of.
Never underestimate what God can do:
He saved my life He'll do the same for you.