JoJo Sweet - You Raised Me From The Streets, Lord

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Josephine “JoJo” Sweet was born in 1989 in central North Carolina, the only child of a quiet, middle-class family living in the growing suburbs around Raleigh. From the beginning, her world was a mix of simple Southern comforts and the ache of loss. Her earliest memories are of a modest home, the hum of cicadas in the summer, and her father’s voice humming along to old soul and country records in the kitchen. When he died suddenly while JoJo was only four, that warm center of gravity disappeared overnight.
Music was the one thing that made sense. As a little girl, she sang along to everything: gospel on Sunday mornings, R&B and soul on the radio, and whatever her mother had on the old stereo. But there was no choir, no lessons, no formal training—just JoJo and that voice, humming to herself on the walk home from the bus stop, making harmony out of hurt.
When JoJo was sixteen, everything shifted again. Her mother remarried—a local Baptist preacher who pastored a modest but active church. He was kind but strict, the kind of man who believed deeply that God could take broken stories and turn them into testimonies. JoJo, already restless and angry at the world, did not take it well. She resented the rules, the expectations, the constant pressure to show up in church clothes and act like a preacher’s daughter.
At the same time, she was always experimenting with the wrong things. JoJo fell in with the wrong crowd: kids who skipped class, stayed out too late, tested every boundary they could find. She lingered on street corners and in parking lots, went to parties she shouldn’t have gone to, and tried things she knew could go bad in a hurry. She flirted with trouble constantly—never quite stepping over the final line, but always close enough to feel the heat.
Her stepfather watched this unfold with a mix of concern and patient prayer. He knew rules alone wouldn’t reach her. So he looked for another way. He had heard JoJo singing around the house, and he’d caught glimpses of something in her voice—something raw, powerful, and aching to be heard. When she turned eighteen, he made a bold move. Instead of lecturing her yet again about her choices, he invited her to the church choir rehearsal.

Today, Josephine “JoJo” Sweet stands at the edge of what many are already calling international stardom. But her core remains the same: a girl from the Raleigh suburbs whose father died too soon, whose mother did everything she could, whose stepdad saw a calling where others saw a lost cause, and whose God refused to let the streets have the final word.
For JoJo, every stage is an altar, every microphone a chance to testify:
“You took my feet from those streets and set them on holy ground.”


[Verse 1]
When I was just a young girl, I'd walk the streets at night
No one was there to guide me, there was no help in sight
I’d hear sirens in the distance, neighbors shouting in the hall
Young folks on the corners, heeding temptation’s call
I could have followed every voice, that lured me to the dark
But Your angels walked beside me, Your glory filled my heart
It was more than just good fortune, that those troubles now are gone
And I thank the Lord for angels He sent, to walk me safely home

[Pre-Chorus]
I could’ve been broken, I could’ve been swayed
But You sent those angels, to guide my way
When that life showed me wrong, You showed me right
Pulled me from that darkness, steered me to the light

[Chorus]
You took my feet from those streets, and set them on holy ground
Saved me from temptation, and the evil all around
I was headed for destruction, a life of misery
You raised me from those streets, Lord you rescued me

[Verse 2]
As a young lost woman, I was running wild and free
Making bad choices, that could one day haunt me
I was tempted by those things, that steal your soul
I was one bad choice away from never coming home
You knew those bad choices that would lead me into sin
And you locked those temptation’s doors, wouldn’t let me in
Now I’ve come to realize, those locked doors kept me safe
You were saving me from ruin, by closing Satan’s gate

[Pre-Chorus]
Kidnapped by those sin-filled streets, I felt that all was lost
But You paid my ransom with your blood, as you hung on that cross
Now I lift my hands in worship, I raise my voice with pride
And accept you as my savior, and stand humbly by your side

[Chorus]
You took my feet from those streets, and set them on holy ground
Saved me from temptation, and the evil all around
I was headed for destruction, a life of misery
You raised me from those streets, Your love has set me free