Praise

The Sacrifice

Born in a dusty, border town

Raised by a daughter of Eve

Raised by a son of Adam

Imperfect, selfish, and sinful

Yet my Lord, His love ascending

He still died for me.

Lost in a world devoid of the Word

Where principalities and powers

Unaligned with the Son of God

Rule unseen from above

Yet my Lord, His love ascending

He still died for me.

Lost in a world of idol worship

A world where truth is an alien

A world where lies are praised

A world where deceit is king

Yet my Lord, His love ascending

He still died for me.

Immersed in immoral and wicked ways

Immersed in my own sin

Willingly blinded by perverse speech

As to perpetuate the sin

Yet my Lord, His love ascending

He still died for me.

Purposefully ignorant and willfully sinful

As a disobedient child to continue my ways

Then as darkened glass was shattered

My vision was cleared; the sins laid bare

Yet my Lord, His love ascending

He still died for me.