Oh wretched, oh helpless soul of mine
How could I be so blind and not see the sign
All I could think of was my hurt and my pain
Unwilling to see beyond what I would gain
The justice that I sought, they had to pay
I sat down, thinking of what I would say
My mind was wrapped in a dark and thick cloud
I was too stubborn to realize, a bit too proud
Then my heart was touched by the God above
Descending on me like a perfect, angelic dove
I saw the pain in the person who was so caring,
So loving, so kind, so gentle and caring
I begged my savior, my Lord for help
To save this broken, selfish whelp
His compassion, his mercy he showed to me
Providing a way to repent and be free
