A cold wind blows through the city
As I make my way to the church
The drunks the druggies and the wayward girls
Wander in their cold dark world
And I remember days when I was wild and free
Well at least I thought I was
I didn’t know satan had plans for me
To crush me into dust
But I pray for some songs to play
To give honor to Jesus Name
And although I might change
He always stays the same
People come and some I may not know
But he knows all their names
And the little kids laugh and run and play
Playin little kid games
And now I’m free
No more shame
Gods own Son
Took the blame
See His hands
See His side
See His arms
Open wide
We cheer and receive the offering
Oh what a wondrous sight to see
As people dance and sing and pay their tithe
Their hearts are filled with glee
But then Jesus takes my mind back
To the place I used to be
And I realize those street folks
Are like I used to be
And yesterday we hit the streets
Just to share what God has done
And we fed some families Bar B Q
Cooked by my brother Tom
We shared the gospel with the lost
Seems like there’s more and more and more
God help us do our best
To continue in this war
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They’ll be free
No more shame
Gods own Son took
Their blame
See His hands
See His side
See His arms
Opened wide
A cold wind blows
Jesus they need You so
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