Riding hard at just sixteen, leather on his back
A rebel in a roaring gang, the night sky fading black
Built his life in fire and steel, iron in his veins
A welder turned trucker, turned bodyguard, bound by heavy chains
When the job that gave him purpose died, so did the man he used to be
He chased that loss through alcohol and anything for peace
A fight one night revealed to him just how low he had become
He ran for the woods a pistol in hand, but God told him He's not done
Oh, God can use a man like you, despite the life you've known
From the darkest pit, He'll pull you up, make your heart His own
No sin too deep, no scar too wide, His love will see you through
Yes, God can use a man like you—to make all things new
His daddy preached the Word of God, though miles apart they seemed
But grace runs deep in bloodlines, and He works behind the scenes
What once he fought, burning in his heart, now written on his face
The ironworker bent his knee and found God's saving grace
Now he grips a Bible, not a chain, as he takes his rightful stand
A preacher now, for lost and found, in the Master's hand
He tells the tale of fading lights, of mercy breaking through
And every soul he looks upon, he says, God can use you too
Oh, God can use a man like you, despite the life you've known
From the darkest pit, He'll pull you up, make your heart His own
No sin too deep, no scar too wide, His love will see you through
Yes, God can use a man like you—to make all things new
Now I stand where he once stood, a Bible in my hand
A song of grace upon my lips, to lead and guide this land
From youth and song to battle scars, the call burns in me too
A preacher's son, a singer now - God's work I'm born to do
Oh, God can use a man like you, despite the life you've known
From the darkest pit, He'll pull you up, make your heart His own
No sin too deep, no scar too wide, His love will see you through
Yes, God can use a man like you—to make all things new