On the Virgin Path

Hit my knees this morning then wrote a letter to the Master
the same one who years ago saved me from my personal disaster
the name I called that night when I was dead and got to me first hand
the one who got me off the ground taught me how to live and how to stand

I asked him for direction and what he wants of me
to place me where I'm needed so I can hear and I can see
and so I walk behind him as he take me by the hand
to plant his seeds and crosses across his broken land

Father, Father, Father, Father with every beaten breath
pure and simple, just your name uplifted me from death
my fears kept me on empty, my ego made me fake
My loss of life just 'round the corner but so much more at stake

And now I place my foot right into his very step
His guidance and His counsel lifts me from my evil debt
His teachings and his lessons show me how to cope
His love cures me of my ills, He is my almighty hope