If it wasn't for you I wouldn't breath,
my house I'd probably never leave,
nothing else shall I believe.
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't think,
so many stay on insanity's brink,
all because your followers are near extinct.
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't love,
my enemies I would kick and shove,
my hate I'd allways hold above,
all if not for yourÂ righteous dove.
If not for you who would we blame,
we often curse your precious name,
right after we say it in anger or vein.
If it wasn't for you I wouldn't be the same,
blinded by false prophets fame,
who shoot for the heart when they take aim.
If it wasn't for you there'd be no right just wrong,
your love so honest on true and strong,
that when I fall you carry me along.
Trapped in a weary world what shall I do,
forgive me as I pray to you,
Lord wash me over so I may be aknew.