God, I can’t seem to find my way
Out of my self and my pride
Don’t know what to ask, nor pray
Full of confusion inside
I can’t believe I’m so blind
To selfishness and delusion
I only think of me and mine
Is all that I have just illusion?
Heaven is calling; Hell is raging
The point of surrender draws near
My soul troubled, My mind racing
My flesh rises up in fear
I would rather give up or die
Than face what I really am
Can even God say why
I should find a way out of this jam?
The pressures inside, Lord, are great
To give up or run from your light
Somehow before its too late
I must learn to stand up and fight
Hell is plotting; Heaven is pleading
The point of surrender has come
The middle ground is surely fleeting
Will I give all to the Son?
O Lord, must I face this fork in the way
Is there no way I can wait?
I wish I’d have more time to play
But I must choose before its too late
The crossroad is here; My choices two
Its obvious what I must choose
From now on with self-will I’m through
‘Cause if not its Jesus I lose
Heaven rejoices; Hell is vanquished
The point of surrender is past
Peace is mine; No more in anguish
Self-will is conquered at last
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