Growin' up I overheard All the grown ups sayin' You better be prayin' And sayin' All the right little things At the right little times And I had it down At least on the outside I'd put my best side forward I could smile with the best And dress like the rest Of the messed up church folk singin' a song
Are you sitting down With all your sin and shame all stored up Are you ready to live For what the law could not do God did
Could it be that morality Got the best of you and me Got us thinking That we're on the brink Of a drink of the cup that's all filled up With the cross havin' even a little to do with us It was His day It was His way To the glory of His grace Took our disease Enough to please The Father of lights To bruise Jesus
Maybe do's and don'ts Were made to show How much we do And don't ever make it
"Lord, help us to understand the depth of Your ever sovereign sacrifice in Jesus. That what the Law could not do, weak as it was through the flesh, God did: sending His own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh and as an offering for sin, He condemned sin in the flesh..." (Rom 8:3)
