I come before the Lord as praise gifted
Yet the lord asks why not a hand I lifted
Why couldn’t I make room on the stair
was there no room to share
for the one who had accepted my sins all to bear
Do you dare lead repentance from this evilest act
do you prepare to get sacked?
Because you’ve offended the rock?
I think not.
You see you know that Christ gave his life
in the place as the wife
of the church with full sacrifice
And it wasn’t for mice
but rather for man
the greatest of sinners yet he saved them with his hand
do we deserve, no we won’t, no we can’t
so how do we hope to receive what we shan’t?
It’s because God died for us, in the image of son
In the fullness of one,
He blacked out our “fun”
All the darkest of sins, he gave chance to redeem
through his Resurrection, our continuous theme
Yet, we are called to glorify God
despite all our sins and our pretended “jihad”
we are the sons and the daughters of him
who released us from sin
so that we win
And so it becomes ever apparent,
because the chief of man
is to glorify his hand
and to enjoy in him forever
For joy comes to the one who expects to give never.