I walk this road of life
By the grace of God
On the straight and narrow
But crooked roads I've trod
I am sent for a purpose
A job to fulfill
If I refuse to do it
Then tell me
Who will
I may not be called to teach
Or preach in a foreign land
Or deliver a speech
To beseech fallen man
But God calls out to each
To reach out a hand
To lift a fallen brother
Help a sister to stand
Everybody is born
With a job to do
A job you're equipped for
It's been assigned to you
And if you don't do it
Then it won't be done
And someone will miss Heaven
Are you that someone