

(yeah) (turn it up a little bit)
I was walking down the road to Damascus Blinded by the pride
and the questions in my ashes Thought I had the law,
thought I had the whole truth Living like a fighter,
executing my youth But a light broke through the heavy midnight sky
Fell down to my knees,
couldn't even ask why
Voice called my name,
saw the scale of my crime (ohhh)
No more Saul, that man is in the grave Broken down to
pieces, now a soul is saved
From the dark to the light,
yeah
Call me Paul, I'm a brand new man
Living out the grace
of the Master's plan From the persecutor to the witness on the
stand (yes Lord) Call me Paul,
taking truth across the land
Now I write the letters,
locked inside the cold cell But my spirit's flying where the angels
all dwell Shipwrecked on the coast,
bitten by the viper Nothing stops the mission,
make the vision much brighter Formerly the hunter,
now I run the marathon Pressing toward the prize till the final
day is gone
Call me Paul,
I'm a brand new man
Living out the grace
of the Master's plan
From the persecutor to the witness on the stand (yes Lord) Call
me Paul,
taking truth across the land
No more Saul... (no more) Just Paul...
(grace and peace)