Captive

Looking back these past few years, I must admit that I am not myself. I will keep from sinking. When did I become a stranger to everyone? Where do I belong? I lost what I believe, lost in complacency, without even putting up a fight. Lost in a world that only cares for itself, held captive by the weight of worldly possessions
With a faith that is ever-fading, where did we go wrong? I will not conform. I am not a pattern of this world. I will never belong. The weight of the world will not hold me down. I will keep from sinking. I found my way out. Take my hand. I will lead you to what you've been searching for. Take the world, but give me Jesus. I have found my way out. I will keep from sinking