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I knew a man named Jim,

And I used to let him in,

He was tall and loud,

He could be mean and proud,

I knew a man named Jim,

He knew my secrets, he knew my pain,

He’d ride in on a black, night train,

We were close and he knew me well,

We did deeds I’d rather not tell,

I knew a man named Jim

I went to church and my dark friend cried,

You have no salvation, Jesus lied,

You’re petty, you’re weak,

You’re small and meek,

I knew a man named Jim

Falling to my knees I began to weep,

Oh Lord, this hole is far too deep,

I need some help, I need a hand,

I’m up to my neck in quick sand,

I knew a man named Jim,

 I read the Book and began to pray,

It taught me how to give my life away,

Once and for all I accepted grace,

Love and joy filled my face,

I know a man named Him

I knew a man named Jim,

He was my evil, he was my sin,

If he ever tries to come around again,

I’ll turn away and he won’t get in,

I know man named Him,