Words and Music by Skip Hahn
Copyright 2002
Vocals and instruments by Skip Hahn
Produced by Skip Hahn


I fell down in the street, and you helped me
I knelt down to weep, and you lifted me up

Heavenly Father
So hard to explain how I feel when I call Your Name
I think too much of this world, sometimes
Chasing gold and fun times

And the trouble I was in began a long time ago
Wouldn't let me up off the floor

Heavenly Father
So show me the way how to please You, everyday
Nothin' better to do, so I thought I'd call on You

Heavenly Father, Heavenly Father

You've blessed me so much, I don't understand how Grace,
Your Touch, Your Gift upon man is free, all I need to do is believe,
I can see that now, it took me years to conceive, of the thought of peace,
No more worry, Take my time, tell my story
I thought I was invincible, I see now I'm just a cripple inside, where I live
Without Your Word to calm me down a little when I'm angry
Pick me up when I'm down, and I thank You,
Yes, I want to thank You Father, thank You

Heavenly Father
So, I want to explain how You take away all my pain
My self-imposed hell is really such a bore
Heavenly Father,
Heavenly Father
Heavenly Father

I fell down in the street, and He helped me
I knelt down to weep, and He lifted me up

©2003 Skip Hahn