Living a life without meaning
Fighting a fray and not winning
Maybe there's more I cannot see
Is there someone who hears my plea?

I cried alone in bed one night
Thinking if I should end my fight
That night I continued to weep
Hoping that I could fall asleep

Just when I thought that all is lost
Then came the One who paid the cost
Of the affliction of my sin
That is when something changed within

I always thought I was alone
But He treated me as His own
My Father, Yahweh the gracious
Who told me, son you are precious