It was five o'clock in the morning, as I found myself dreaming again.
It was the Holy Spirit knocking at my bedroom door.
And it startled me out of my slumber,
which caused  me to drop my knees to the floor, onto the floor.

I prayed to the Lord, dear GOd, in heaven above,
You know how this is ridiculous and totally insane,
to watch my friends' lives pass before me to be swallowed so foolishly
into the drain, down into the drain.

What message must You be sending me?
How could this dream help to achieve any possible goal?
Surely, You have better plans for me
than to let them lose their very own soul,  my very own soul.

When did I start to fall in love with the world and its affairs?
Why should we even have to carry these hurtful emotions or cares?
Is there such a time of anyones revealed destination?
Should we arrive at this point in eternity with no explanation?
Do i expect this to be only happenning to someone like me?
What course of action,  what plan of events, are there
 to help , You, shape my destiny?
Will , You, please  shape my destiny?

Though YOu slay me, yet i will follow.
Though You slay me, yet i will follow.