Caged am I, in my folly and pride,
Hands seeking through sin's gates,
What is that beyond my reach? that light,
Unable to move in my helpless state.
Someone seeks me from across,
Hands grasped mine as I cried,
I would not let go, Never!! else I'm lost,
Held firm as my heart pounded inside.
What is this I felt?
Thankful? no, grateful? I cannot decide
His name came to my lips as I beheld,
Given in Grace, Christ my savior, for me He had died.