Used To

I used to feel like I was trapped in a vile
Like I was the only one on spiritual trial
Fighting, doing drugs used to be my style
Now I walk with the lord every single mile
I wish I would have came to my senses before the pain
But I’m glad I’m walking in his glorious name
I remember every single sin I've done
But God sent his only son
To die on the cross for you and me
Jesus you set us free, all things new
All the old has passed away, Jesus
You rose from the dead, thank you Yahweh.