We're riding life like a horse,
walking in God's plans.

I wake up sometimes crying, " Lord, help me to be found. Help me to find me ! "
Some of us are lost in life, not in God's plans.

We tell God, " I am yours "
But we go ahead and live life on our own terms
We forget the scripture that says, " If the Lord does not build the house, they labour in vain that builds. If the Lord does not watch over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain ".

I see some, dead in soul
Still walking the earth in flesh
We're like empty vessels running in the wrong direction, to the wrong crowd, seeking to be filled
Remember the widow in the scriptures, heavily in debt
The...