Again I find myself here
In this dark, cold dungeon
Wringing my hands in despair
Crying out for salvation

I look up and ask
“Where does my help come from?
Will there be any light
Anything at all for me?”

Groping through the walls
I can’t see anything
The pitch black cell echoes
With the sound of my wails

Where are You when I call?
Be not far from me when I pray
All I need now is to be taken away
Far from this place of hurt and decay

I’m losing my voice
I can’t cry anymore
My songs have lost their spirit
I can’t bear it any longer

Jesus! Jesus!
My heart calls out to You
Take me out of this jail
Break my chains once again

Cause my past haunts me
Trying to grab me back
I’m losing my grip
Can no longer hold on tight

When will Your light come?
When will freedom arise?
I long for Your salvation
From all things in this life