This Guy
You look at me
and say
can't you see
you're living like a hypocrite
you're living a life
that just doesn't fit
when will "you guys"
ever get it
you go around
trying to proclaim
my life would be better
if i'd follow that guy
what's his name?
Jesus Christ,
like He could suffice.
whats the difference
in our lives?
I ask
you say
I strive for better
and I think
I want better
but I also want pleasure
cant I have both;
Yes
But suddenly I think
of all the loss
I'm constantly reminded
of what it will cost
if I follow that guy
what's his name?
Jesus Christ,
you tell me He gave his life
as a sacrifice?
Now, could He really suffice?
Because you see
my needs are many
and shame, oh shame
of that I have plenty
and still
you stand there
and say to me
confess this guy as Lord
and I will be set free?
Just how do you know that
Oh, it can't be
that easy
Because dark is the closet
in which I sit
in the company
of all my rebellion
scattered are the bones
of all my skeletons
and you say that guy,
that Jesus guy would suffice?
with His sacrifice?
Oh but the price
I will have to pay
if I let yet another day
slip by without him
oh, I just want to cry out
Help me! Help me!
Help me understand
this guy, that man
whose grace flows like a river
that never ends
whose mercy is unending
whose love is real,
not pretending
whose life was given
as a ransom for mine?
you know,
I thought you lived
like a hypocrite,
but now I see
its like a fire that's lit
in your heart
I thought you
were trying to be
righteous, better,
than me
but in righteousness you strive
now I see
all along I thought that guy
that He wasn't for me
how blind could I be
So you say that guy Jesus,
His grace can cover my shame?
His love can heal my pain?
it all sounds to good
to be true
and by the way did I say
thank you?
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