on the road to damascus i was hung in the ropes of success when you stripped away the mask of life they had placed upon the face of death and i wanna thank you lord more than all of my words can say and i give my life to sing your praise and all those fortunes i hoarded they were the well from which my poverty sprang oh they led me to no greater glory and they left me with no less shame and i wanna thank you lord more than all of my words can say so i give my life to sing your praise i say i wanna give you glory lord and i do but everything that i could ever find to offer comes from you but if my darkness can praise your light you give me breath and i ll give my life to sing your praise on the road to damascus i was hung in the ropes of success when you stripped away the mask of life they had placed upon the face of death and i wanna thank you lord more than all of my words can say and i give my life to sing your praise for anything except the grace and beyond this i would not beg to give my life to sing your praise for anything except the grace and beyond this i would not beg for anything except the grace to give my life i give my life i give my life to sing your praise 