Three in the morning Without any warning A stranger walked down the avenue Stepped out of the night Into a circle of light Looked like someone I once knew Without a trace Of expression of His face He held out His hand to me All of my pride Suddenly died I was at the crossroads of destiny Take my hands Take feet Take my voice too Take all You have given me Let me glorify You I tried to speak But was too weak I tried to walk but couldn't move I was guilty of treason Imprisoned by reason Only believing what I could prove I was dancing on a precipice Clinging to an hourglass With just a few grains of sand Still blinded by doubt I slowly reached out And took the Creator's hand Take my hands Take feet Take my voice too Take all You have given me Let me glorify You I knew I was doomed When I stepped out of the womb And there was no way of getting back I made my connection But was given wrong direction When I was told there was nothing that I lack I got music in my hands Got a head full of plans But I'm not the one at the reins The world won't sympathize The church won't patronize It's just me and You and these pains Take my hands Take feet Take my voice too Take all You have given me Let me glorify You ...

The fourth watch of the night I saw You standing there The loneliness of death in the moment of my despair The blackness of the void The darkness of the night My hands shaking beyond control My heart beating with fright It was there I collapsed No strength of my own Never so broken, never so alone Never so helpless, never so grieved I fell into You arms, it was there I believed. But to know the truth is the greatest of all gifts In a world where everyone is at war, or just happy to drift Their faces turned from God, and every step moves further away Getting deeper into debt, with no currency of their own to pay I’m no better than the worst of you but I know what’s in my heart I’ve seen sin drive a man insane, I’ve seen it tear a family apart I see the price that must be paid, and the only way to be free Saw Him dying on the cross, it was there I believed. O, Yonge Street, can’t you hear me now? Don’t look back, you’ve got your hand to the plough Whatever we sow, that is what we’ll reap In hell there’ll be wailing, there’ll be gnashing of teeth And there is no way to escape our inherited destiny Unill we put our faith in the finished work of Calvary Till we behold the Lamb, our burden will not leave Till we put our name up there, and say, “I believe.” The silence of the moment, the solitude of prayer I can faintly hear Your whisper, Lord I know Your presence is here Lord, I am listening to whatever You have to say You’ve given me a cloak of righteousness Now don’t let my garment fray Don’t let me harden, keep me cherishing With tears that flow from my eyes for the lost and the perishing The servants of sin are ingeniously deceived Stepping out into eternity never having believed …

Don't expect justice from this world True love is hard to find The guilty walk the streets The blind lead the blind There's none righteous, no, not one There's none that seeketh after light All have sinned and fallen short Look in your heart, you'll know that's right Not by works of righteousness Not by good works we have done But by grace we are saved Through the blood of God's Son I feel like Barabbas in the cave Waiting without hope or friend Guilty of robbery and murder Already condemned Then a voice comes calling down And blinding sunlight hits my face Come out, you are free A man named Jesus has taken your place Not by works of righteousness Not by good works we have done But by grace we are saved Through the blood of God's Son Don't expect nothing from this world True love is hard to find The guilty roam the city streets The blind lead the blind There's none righteous, no, not one There's none that seeketh after light All have sinned and come short of the glory of God Look in your heart, you'll know that's right.

We all like sheep have gone astray We have turned every one to his own way And the Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all From the last one saved back to Adam's fall Surely He hath borne our griefs And carried our sorrows Yet we did esteem Him stricken Smitten of God and afflicted But He was wounded for our transgressions He was pierced for our iniquities The chastisement of our peace was upon Him And with His stripes we are healed He is despised and rejected of men A man of sorrows and acquainted with grief And we hid as it were our faces from Him He was despised and we esteemed Him not He was oppressed, He was afflicted Yet He opened not his mouth He was led as a lamb to the slaughter As a sheep before her shearers is dumb He was taken from prison and from judgment And who shall declare His generation? For He was cut off from the land of the living For the transgression of my people was He stricken He made his grave with the wicked And with the rich in his death Because He had done no violence Neither was any deceit in His breath Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise Him He hath put Him to grief: When Thou shalt make His soul an offering for sin He shall see His seed He is despised and rejected of men A man of sorrows and acquainted with grief And we hid as it were our faces from Him He was despised and we esteemed Him not

Will you be there When we meet up in the air Or will you be left behind When Jesus returns Will you be at His feast Or will you stay And worship the beast Will you be there Or will you burn? I have friends that I love so well They're walking time's tightrope without a care Yet when they fall 'twill be eternal hell O friend, will you be there? There were two thieves One cried in agony "Save us and then Bring Yourself down from there." Then cried the other thief "Lord, remember me." Jesus said to him "You will be there." For two thousand years he's been in paradise The passage of time he's unaware He's just beginning eternity with Christ O friend, will you be there? Let me ask you friend Are you really born again Have you made a choice Have you made a turn Are you living for Him Or is the fire growing dim Will you hear His voice When He returns?