#PapaScripture #JesusistheKing #rap #rapfame #Christianrap #PowerfulHandsTeam Have mercy(B) on me, O God, according to your unfailing love;(C) according to your great compassion(D) blot out(E) my transgressions.(F) 2 Wash away(G) all my iniquity and cleanse(H) me from my sin. 3 For I know my transgressions, and my sin is always before me.(I) 4 Against you, you only, have I sinned(J) and done what is evil in your sight;(K) so you are right in your verdict and justified when you judge.(L) Conviction tells me I need to change. That I cant just stay the same. So many times I've cried his name and things remained the same held down by heavy chains, caught out in heavy rains. I finally figured out that it's me that needs to change. Conviction hit its mark I cant just stay the same Preaching the good word living my best life or is it my best lie? You cant fail if you just try, but am I? I cant stand by and watch as my faith dies deception supplied by demons in hiding and my familys relying.. on me.. while I'm held down by three leaves smoking for relief conviction hit its mark now I need to break free. Thoughts inside like to be Scripture rapture retreat, feast or famine the beast. Knees bent head bowed repeat. God help me break free Conviction tells me I need to change. That I cant just stay the same. So many times I've cried his name and things remained the same held down by heavy chains, caught out in heavy rains. I finally figured out that it's me that needs to change. Conviction hit its mark I cant just stay the same I try to speak life but this tounge is quick to deceive me. I try to stay pure God please believe me. A flick of the tounge to tear down or build up. My life at a precipice stuck in the ruts, and Empty cups never fill up if words can kill then I need to adjust. I cant even trust, my own tounge to build up, so I tear it all down God make me a smile out of this frown. Conviction hit its mark time to straiten my crown. Conviction tells me I need to change. That I cant just stay the same. So many times I've cried his name and things remained the same held down by heavy chains, caught out in heavy rains. I finally figured out that it's me that needs to change. Conviction hit its mark I cant just stay the same I feel convicted by things that need fixing. To much weed lust and division. Dirty mouth slipping. Cursing and yelling anger gets settled in. Comfortable in my sin until conviction came crashing in. The same decisions that were lacking spiritual wisdom now echo in the back of my eardrums. I'm trying to improve for my two daughters and son so tremble in the presence of the one. Conviction hit its mark I cant continue to run. Conviction tells me I need to change. That I cant just stay the same. So many times I've cried his name and things remained the same held down by heavy chains, caught out in heavy rains. I finally figured out that it's me that needs to change. Conviction hit its mark I cant just stay the same