I'M IN THE WILDERNESS.

I'm in the wilderness Lord, terribly cold,

Yet the voice of your servant I do behold,

A voice that's confessing, loudly and most plain,

Make straight the Lord's Way; it's for your own gain.

I'm in the wilderness Lord, all dark and wild,

And by great temptations I am sore beguiled,

But the voice of one crying, Repent! Repent!

I know, is the voice that by You has been sent.

I'm in the wilderness Lord, hungry for food,

Yes, I'm of the viperous, terrible brood,

For I'm a vile sinner, doomed straight for hell,

Yet this voice has a message of hope to tell.

I'm in the wilderness Lord, with sorrows deep,

My sins and foul ways, I can no longer keep.

Though far I have strayed and followed the wrong,

The voice tells me that to Christ, I still belong.

I'm in the wilderness Lord, please hear my cry,

O Lord, leave me not in my hell life to die,

I come to the wilderness, the time is now,

To bear fruit of repentance, just show me how.

I'm in the wilderness Lord, O give me ears,

Amidst all my sorrows and all of my tears,

Lord please let me not leave this wilderness place,

Till the wilderness voice is my saving grace.

                                              Amen!