My Job (I Follow the Son)

One day not so long ago I sat in a prison cell Contemplating my life and what I had made of it I was nothing Another junkie in prison I decided it was time for me to change my employer After a lifetime of working for the Devil I turned in my resignation And accepted the most important job I could ever have I work for Jesus Christ I help who he compels me to help I write what he compels me to write I walk down whatever path he chooses for me to follow Wherever that path leads is where I’ll end up I hope somewhere along the way Someone looks at my life And says, “I want what he has” Because I do have The most wonderful job in the world And guess what My boss has a job waiting just for you The starting wage is eternal life The bonuses are too many to count Blessings come every day All you have to do is ask So it is written so shall it be done I am but a servant who follows the Son