BEN BOSTICK

Call me Abraham if you don’t mind

That’s my only request as I reach my dying time

I’ve known wretchedness that words can’t tell

I’ve seen the darkest hell when I looked into myself

 

I’ve done things You can’t forgive

I turned from Your grace when You tried to give me sight

Now I pray Your grace You’ll give

May I pass through the night with an untroubled mind

 

May you never know what you will find

In a concrete prison cell on the execution line

All the wickedness that ever was

Is living in your heart and running in your blood

 

I’ve done things You can’t forgive

I turned from Your grace when You tried to give me sight

Now I pray Your grace You’ll give

May I pass through the night with an untroubled mind