Well, he woke up this morning
To an angel in his bed
There was a devil in the bottle
That he was holding in his hand
With his head still full of whiskey
And his eyes now full of tears
He dusted off a Bible
That he hadn't read in years
And he said, "I am tired I am torn
And I can't take it anymore
You see this bottle, it's been my only friend
But here I am
My heart to You I give
Father, can You take away these tears?"
She struggles with addiction
She struggles to fit in
She takes too much medication to cover up her tears
One pill to make her happy
Too many make her sad
And then she notices the Bible in a hotel by her bed
She says, "I am weary I am worn
And I can't take it anymore
You see this bottle, it's been my only friend
But here I am
My heart to You I give
Oh, Father, can You wash away these sins?"
But then the sun came out
And the skies turned blue
And the pain they knew was gone
And as the old life died, a new life it was born
Oh, was a life they never knew
Until they followed You
