There's a man I used to know, not so very long ago. Every deacant thing forgotten. Loking up to see the bottom. Guilty of every sin and more, climbing up to reach the floor. Cussin drinkin, chacing smoking, sick and tired and lost and broken.
Who was that man I knew so well, staggering stumbling into hell? Hard to believe how he used to be. Who was that man? He used to be me.
But Jesus knew me fromb the start. He saved my soul and He changed my heart. Now I thank and I praise Him so, for saving that man that I used to know.
Who was that man I knew so well, staggering stumbling into hell? Hard to believe how he used to be. Who was that man? He used to be me.
not so very long ago.
Every deacant thing forgotten.
Loking up to see the bottom.
Guilty of every sin and more,
climbing up to reach the floor.
Cussin drinkin, chacing smoking,
sick and tired and lost and broken.
Who was that man I knew so well,
staggering stumbling into hell?
Hard to believe how he used to be.
Who was that man?
He used to be me.
But Jesus knew me fromb the start.
He saved my soul and He changed my heart.
Now I thank and I praise Him so,
for saving that man that I used to know.
Who was that man I knew so well,
staggering stumbling into hell?
Hard to believe how he used to be.
Who was that man?
He used to be me.