Help Me Father Lyrics

Help me Father (pray for my sins)

Help me Father (pray for my sins)

Oh, Lord, forgive me

Oh, my Lord, forgive me

It's like a spiritual war going on

Better be prepared

I ain't alone in the booth, nah, the Spirit at work

Turn the microphone up, yeah, I'm tryna be heard

Demons calling me up, still I been reading the word

A couple questions I need answering I'm down for the search

So help me Father

Help me father, man, I need to get my head right

Can't be fighting with these demons it's like every night

Yeah, I Pray that in the darkness they can see the light

Help me father, as I grip pen, and start to write

Father, I need reconciling again

I keep pushing all these voices away, with ink from the pen

Music like a gift

You keep giving, give with no end

Til the day I see your face, restoration, breathing it in

I was born in sin with weight on my shoulders, carry within

Baggage I won't let you take, still I'm holding tight like a kid

Surrounded by reflections instead of people that cared

Was too worried bout the climb, felt I shoulda taken the stairs

Now I'm falling for the bit, got me focused on plenty charts

Worried bout the money, get pulled away from the art

Design to keep me here, keep me battling from afar

Then when I fail, I fail again, and tired of building my guard

I'm falling short of the mark, so lead me there when it's dark

I can't do this on my own, knowing the enemies heart

Do you hold me together, feel like I falling apart?

Help me father, I repent, I'm coming back to the start

So, Help me father

Help me father, man, I need to get my head right

Can't be fighting with these demons it's like every night

Yeah, I Pray that in the darkness they can see the light

Help me father, as I grip pen, and start to write

Father, yeah, It's on every level,

Feel they watching every move, so I be stepping careful

I've been off the socials, I've been working on the mental

Cause they be typing to me like they bout to grip the metal

Making escape plan, thinking bout the day they gon' feral

And it got me on the edge I need your presence to settle

Taking my best chance, keep me out the eyes of the devil

If they really want me dead, I know the art gon' be special

That's why I'm staying in the stu and keep working out with the pen

For the dogs that want the prize need to follow passion within

Always talking 'bout they though, can't be worried 'bout what they said

Pray the pressure make me sharp, but don't stop it, sharpen again

Pushing through the mud and filth, you know I stay bumming (bumming, ay)

Am I who I need to be, or should I change something? (change something)

Lord prepare me for the storm I hear the waves drumming

I keep seeing signs and wonders, feeling like that age coming

Help me father

Help me father, man, I need to get my head right

Can't be fighting with these demons it's like every night

Yeah, I Pray that in the darkness they can see the light

Help me father, as I grip pen, and start to write

Father, still feel the pressure, hope they hear the truth

Ain't tryna write my wrongs, I know they feel it too

We looking for world to fill us up and maybe make us new

Ain't really from my heart, it's been your voice, I pray it's speaking through

Like how we choose 'tween the flesh and soul or spirit/food

Father give them peace and firm direction when they seeking you

It's time to let go of our ways and lose our fear to lose

Give away the shame today 'cause in Your pain You paid our dues

So, hear me now it's been with love that I've been making music

I know that people hate, that something I don't got to do with

I've been slowing scratching verses off on my to-do list

And praying for the people here, it's up to you to use it

So take it as you will, I always know the path I'm choosing

I give it all to Him and on the rock I'm never moving

A testament of time His faithfulness and love is proven

So if your listening, then this the prayer I mentioned you in Help Me Father

Help me father, man, I need to get my head right

Can't be fighting with these demons it's like every night

Yeah, I Pray that in the darkness they can see the light

Help me father, as I grip pen, and start to write

Help me Father (pray for my sins)

Help me Father (pray for my sins)

Oh, Lord, forgive me

Oh, my Lord, forgive me

Oh, my Lord, forgive me

Oh, my Lord, forgive me