Wanting the glory of God enough to
Change some of my priorities
Setting aside some of my personal agendas.
I laid at the foot of the Cross
Realizing that I wasn’t the boss
Boss hog is the name
Praising Jesus is no game
At last I am sane
And it is ashamed that I had to go
To jail to be released from hell.

Living in critical times, I am not lying,
I learned to yield to him; I gave God my
Will.
It was only then that God
Was able to do the best work in me,
The perfect work of deliverance is the
way it had to be. Die to me, yield to Him
is the only way it could be.
Then the Lord of Heaven's made me free.
As I now bathe in His Holy Glory,
Oh if only I could write the stories
Of all His blessed glory
Behind these bars he has set before me.
I became more conscious of Him
Than of natural things and more ready to
Hear and act upon what God was telling me .