I have been a hobo, and an angry grunt
	Feeling helpless to get relief in this world
 	  and what I want;
	Just to get by, I was stealing recklessly as a thief
	  and living in misery,
	Until Christ changed my name to Victory. 

	Praise be! Praise be!
	For I was unclean and destitute,
	A mean prostitute and a purposeless pimp.
	My sore eyes had seen bitterness bigger than a blimp;
	Could have been more wise,
	But I was locked up for being a trigger of public hostility,
	Until Christ changed my name to Victory.

	Now witness, witness
	How I paid for every luxury with a bad check;
	I stayed a few years in prison and was labeled a total wreck.
	My ego had risen to defiance and lacked civility
	Until Christ changed my name to Victory.

	Praise be! Praise be!
	For I was a gigolo of deception and a lying cheat.
	Denying my crack addiction on skid row,
	And walking aimlessly in the street.
	My back was ragged and I was defamed
	    as a haggard with leprosy,
	Until Christ changed my name to Victory. 

	Now witness, witness
	How I begged for spare dollars to get a bottle of rum;
	Didn’t care who shot me sex and got pegged a model bum.
	I was cursed for being violent and kept suspicious
	   for being high and raw,
	Then often dispersed to live in dark alleys by the law.
	I became another tasteless burden of society,
	And a faceless soldier in the ghetto infantry
	Until Christ changed my name to Victory. 

	Praise be! Praise be!
	When my soul was tattered,
	And my shattered dreams had hit the ground.
	I got lifted up and mended in the faith I had found.
	I got lifted up and transcended by His love and ecstasy
	Once Christ changed my name to Victory.
	Now I claim the Holy Ghost-inflamed and His salvation eternally.
	Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
	Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!