I have the word of God on my mind,
Into my heart it's enshrined,
born and raised this way,
but I live on my own time.

This life is mine to live,
but I give it all to Him,
He's given all for me,
and I'm just a worthless kid.

I wasn't supposed to live,
but he spared my life!
a pre-mature little soul,
and yet I wonder why.
Why would he spare my life?
was I meant for more than this?
will I just sit and wonder,
or will I make the most of it?