TRAPPED,
IN A LIFE I DID NOT CHOOSE.
EVEN THOUGH, IT WAS OF MY OWN MAKING.
I DO NOT FEEL THIS WAS THE LIFE MEANT FOR ME.
OH HOW LORD, CAN THIS BE?
THAT I HAVE TRAPPED MY SELF.
IN MY OWN MISOURY.
TRAPPED,
IN A BODY, FAR FROM MY CHOOSING.
EVEN THOUGHT, IT IS OF MY OWN MAKING.
I DO NOT FEEL, THIS IS THA BODY MENT FOR ME.
OH HOW LORD, CAN THIS BE?
THAT I HAVE CREATED A PRISON,
JUST FOR ME...
TRAPPED,
IN A PLACE, WHERE JUDGEMENT IS GIVEN.
FOR EVERY WRONG WE HAVE EVER COMMITED.
AGAIN, THIS IS OF MY OWN MAKING.
FOR ALL THA THINGS I HAVE DONE WRONG.
THAT I'M NOW BEING JUDGED FOR.
I KNEW THEY WERE WRONG,
AND DONE THEM ANYWAY.
OH HOW LORD, CAN THIS BE?
THAT I HAVE TRAPPED MY SELF,
IN THIS ETERNAL DAMATION.
TRAPPED,
AND I CAN NOT BE FREED.
BY A MERE MORTAL HAND.
SO PLEASE LORD, LEND ME YOUR HAND,
AND SET MY SOULD FREE...
OF ALL THESE TRAPS,
I HAVE MADE JUST FOR ME....
WRITTEN BY:WENDY K. SELLARS
