I'm tired of being afraid to say I'm a child covered by His Grace, I'm tired of being afraid to say I know His name.

You can be anything you like, but when I say I'm a Christian, suddenly everyone wants a fight.

Everyone tells me how I'm wrong, how I don't belong. Well, this much is true, I'm just a stranger in this works, passing through.

In response to your hate, I will tell you that He is the way. I will tell you that He loves you and died for you, and that He tells you this every day.

Will you turn away from the words I say? Or will you hear what I say and no longer buy into the lying games the Devil plays.

I've been where you're at, lost in the dark. A knife to my wrist and a cold in my heart. It took a glimpse of light for me to see, that I could be free, if I'd only get on my knees and call on His name. He was there and I was saved.

I am not scared to tell you the truth, that without Jesus, you'll loose. He died for you, rose from His tomb and He's alive waiting for you to call no His name, you too can be saved.

I am not scared to tell you that I was bought by blood, saved by grace and He knows my name.