There I was, a Prophet of God,
And I didn’t want to go explain to them God’s mercy,
I had my reasons,
I said, “Hey man, have you got a ticket to Tarshish?”
That was the first mistake: I was spending my money on something God didn’t want me to,
It all boils down to disobedience you know.
All that God had asked of me, was that I warn them all to flee,
Flee from the wrath to come, but I wouldn’t, man I was dumb,
What if it had not been done for me?
And I went off to flee to Tarshish, to leave them dead,
And what I thought inside my head was:
God can’t find me now, God can’t find me now,
God can’t find me now, God can’t find me now.
And then it came: a gnarly storm,
And I knew it was God,
I told the sailors, “Throw me over,”
And they said, “What?”
I thought if it were Christians they probably wouldn’t even hesitate,
And they said, “No man, were going to help you out,”
And I said, “Hey man, it’s God, throw me over.”
Into death I went, God’s mercy could save my neck,
I’ll tell you man, I don’t deserve it – this is Grace, you’d better learn it,
Dead but on the third day, resurrected, a sign, catch it man,
But on the way into the death, this is what I prayed and said:
God please find me now, God please find me now,
God please find me now, God please find me now.
Mercy and grace – this is what God wants from you and me,
Love, acceptance and forgiveness, as he did for us,
You see, I was dead,
Mercy and grace,
He’s a God of second chances,
Don’t be out of the will.
