I wore the name that darkness gave me,
Worthless… broken… too far gone.
Every mirror screamed, “You’re a failure,”
Every bottle sang the same old song.
I carried poison in these trembling hands,
Needles, lies, addictions, shame.
I thought my story had been written,
Hell already knew my name.
I was the thief… I was Barabbas,
I was guilty without defense.
Every sin cried out for judgment,
Every breath deserved the end.
Then on that lonely road I met a Savior…
With scars upon His hands.
I offered Him my poison…
He offered me His Lamb.
Jesus paid it all!
I should’ve worn that crown of thorns.
I should’ve hung upon that cross,
Forsaken… beaten… torn.
But Mercy spoke louder than justice.
Love reached farther than my fall.
He called me by my given name,
And every chain began to break.
The prison doors flew open wide,
The shackles hit the ground.
Once I was lost in my own grave—
Now I’m redeemed… now I am found!
When the fires of life surrounded me,
When I could barely breathe the smoke,
He sat beside me in the ashes,
Held my heart when it was broke.
He never flinched at all my failures.
Never turned His eyes away.
He called me “son” before I believed it.
Loved me long before I changed.
He washed my shame beneath His blood.
Covered every guilty stain.
Declared me innocent forever—
Not because of me… because He reigns
He didn’t rescue me to hide me…
He rescued me to go.
The freedom that He gave me
Is freedom I must show.
Jesus paid it all!
I should’ve worn that crown of thorns.
I should’ve hung upon that cross,
Forsaken… beaten… torn.
But Mercy spoke louder than justice.
Love reached farther than my fall.
He called me by my given name,
And every chain began to break.
The prison doors flew open wide,
The shackles hit the ground.
Once I was lost in my own grave—
Now I’m redeemed… now I am not
I am not what addiction named me.
I am not what failure wrote.
I am not the lies I’ve lived beneath.
I am who my Father chose.
I am forgiven.
I am redeemed.
I am adopted.
I am made clean.
I am His son.
His workmanship.
His treasured prize.
His inheritance.
The world once feared the man I was…
Now hell fears the man I’ve become.
Because the Lion lives inside me.
Instrumental Build
Final Bridge (Congregational Declaration)
To every addict still in darkness…
To every prisoner wearing chains…
To every heart that’s drowning in shame…
Jesus still breaks every chain!
To every father full of regret…
To every mother crushed by pain…
To every prodigal still running…
There is freedom in His Name!
Final Chorus (Big Worship Moment)
Jesus paid it all!
Now I will carry this Good News.
To every soul that’s still believing
They’re too broken for You.
I’ll walk back into every prison.
I’ll stand where hopeless people cry.
Because the same hands that rescued me…
Still reach into the night.
Hear my cry, O Lord forever.
You have been my faithful guide.
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