In my life, I ramble restlessly

Far afield and far within, never finding answers

Finding only empty promises

My heart it seeks, but finds no peace

And then

His mercy falls like rain

And I become what the lost became

And I am His servant

I am His instrument

CHORUS

Fill my soul with goodness and light

Help my eyes keep your love in sight

Then my feet will walk in your footsteps

Follow your path, O Lord

Even though the Lord is calling me

Still I wander all alone, only finding hunger

Seeking bread that cannot satisfy

My heart I fill with stone, and still

I pray

Let mercy fall like rain

Let me become what the lost became

And I?ll be your servant

I?ll be your instrument

(repeat chorus)