 your hands on me. Hey, caught on gossip, I'm in trouble, Lord, I need ya. One touch got me freed up. Instead of praying to forgive me of my sins, that's when he just forgot about them all just like amnesia. I was a heathen, I was lost when I crossed over your boundaries, but you still came and you found me. I felt like Peter when I looked at you in trouble, I'm a brownie, but you the one that kept me from turning. Hey, I know you the be Jehovah's child, but whenever I ain't got it, when I'm lost, I just