I'm not to proud to roll around and place my face into the ground.
No matter how far fetched it may look or sound,
I pray (without delay) that the Lord deliver me!
I do not care how many times I have failed,
The gates of hell will not prevail.
Jesus overcame death so I can yell at the top of my lungs,
"Lord, deliver me!"
In my heart I have this conviction,
I will not surrcome to an addiction.
Jesus endured the crucifixition to deliver me!
Drugs, sex, money gambling and alcohol,
The God I serve can remove addictions to them all.
His unchanging hand will not let me fall.
He hears my desperate call to "...deliver me!"
Jesus hung up on the cross in order for not one life to be lost.
God allowed his Son's blood to pay our sin's cost,
So I refuse to toss in the towel amid the scowls.
I will howler in Jesus' name and I just may get wild praying,
"Have mercy Most High God... deliver me!"
I may be temporarily sick or
Disobeyed your will and made my own pick;
My stack of bills may be two blocks thick;
Still foolish pride won't get the best of me.
I will say this quick
"Have mercy Most High God... deliver me!"
Deliver me! Deliver me! Deliver me! Deliver me!
"Have mercy Most High God... deliver me!"
I want to thank you in advance;
I will jump and do a holy roller dance because
I believe that you can deliver me.