My Gospel - Paul Cauthen

Son, are you weary with the troubles in life?

You take your heartache with a glass of wine?

Are you haunted by the ghost you know?

Pay 'em off with kindness, the debt you owe

Father are you tired?

Full of despair?

Fish out of water, a-gaspin' for air?

At the mercy of your troubled soul?

Prop up a ladder, a-pay your toll

This is my gospel, this is my truth

Soul keeps wadin' in the fountain of youth

You should listen to the good news

This is my gospel, this is my truth

Wealth of the world has been compressed

With hard times for the rest

We’re survivors of blood and lead

Ain’t got no answers, ask Him instead

This is my gospel, this is my truth

Soul keeps wadin' in the fountain of youth

You should listen to the good news

This is my gospel, this is my truth

Mama, come and join me in the tower

Where the king and queens hold the power

Break out the dresses, I’ll wear a suit

Lord, just tell me what I should do

This is my gospel, this is my truth

Soul keeps wadin' in the fountain of youth

You should listen to the good news

This is my gospel, this is my truth

Oh this is my gospel and this is my truth