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 Ill be your servant Ill be your instrument (repeat chorus)