When Jesus Turns My Prison into My Shouting Ground

Paul and Silas thrown in jail with many stripes one day

They were cast into an inner cell where the prisoners heard them pray

But then the walls began to shake with all their praise and sound

And Jesus turned their prison into a shouting ground

I'm gonna sing a song at midnight when the storm is pressing me

I'm gonna lift my hands and praise him and claim the victory

I'm gonna shake off all the shackles and the bars that had me bound

Then Jesus turns my prison into my shouting ground

You may be bound with bars of pain and troubles hard to bare

It seems as though you're all alone and no one really cares

But when you call upon the Lord sweet victory can be found

When Jesus turns your prison into your shouting ground

I'm gonna sing a song at midnight when the storm is pressing me

I'm gonna lift my hands and praise him and claim the victory

I'm gonna shake off all the shackles and the bars that had me bound

Then Jesus turns my prison into my shouting ground

I'm gonna sing a song at midnight when the storm is pressing me

I'm gonna lift my hands and praise him and claim the victory

I'm gonna shake off all the shackles and the bars that had me bound

When Jesus turns my prison

I know he'll turn this prison

When Jesus turns my prison into my shouting ground