If I sit in traffic just one more minute
I might explode my head might explode.
I'm way past calm, my heart's not in it.
I just want to go, move and let me go.
Bumper to bumper is the story of my life.
Every time I roll, someone says no - no - no.
Is there an answer or solution to my plight?
Another path, or just another road?
It's not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, just my Spirit.
It's not by might, nor by power, says the Lord.
Sin keeps rearing its ugly, ugly head.
Everywhere I turn, there it is again.
It's hard to reckon the old man as dead,
When the pride of life keeps drawing me in.
I'm sick and tired of this pattern I'm in.
Who can move this mountain of sin?
I'd love another chance to begin,
Is there any way to be born again?
If I trust myself just one more minute,
I'll lose control, I'll lose all self control.
I need the Lord, the Holy Spirit,
To take my heart, to rule my soul.
I can do all things through Christ,
Live a holy life, walk in the light.
He is my help in the dark of night,
He is the way, the truth and life.