I'm a man given to much prayer
Never been tempted by strong drink
I'm not afraid to call Jesus Lord
I have no fear of the fires below

And if you break my spine
You can't break my will
Try to strip me of my gift
My reward, you can't steal

Eat with the sinners, they might be saints
Beautiful are the feet that obey
How shall the believe if I'm not sent?
A man forsakes his childish ways

And if you break my spine
You can't break my will
Try to strip me of my gift
My reward

Follow me, I know the way
I am saying what no one else will say
Follow me, follow me

I dip this pen into my heart
Write from my soul
If ink were blood
I'd be still and cold