Faith

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As rain in the wind

And a thousand cries never answered.

Like love not said

Or beauty beat red.


As blood with no life

And when honey is bitter.

As a man with no strive

As death is his whisper.


Though sordid it is

And frantic the storm,

Rising as the seas

Enormous blue moan.


You are the one

For who I sing,

Rising of the sun,

Sweetest of symphonies.


You are my gorgeous rose,

Crushed beneath feet,

But as a diamond shows,

Languid was not He.


Repulsive is me!

Why do we drool

So deliriously?


Over lies we dream,

In shadows sleep

And madly scream

Of elaborate lustings.


Yet it pleased You

To stop,

To go and recall

Those running from You.


Oh, how can it be

That You would love

Someone like me

Who hated You?!


How can it be

That You would die

For someone like me?!

Sinful me!


How can it be

That by Your death

I am free?!

Forever free!


It is not possible.

Beyond belief.

It is not probable,

But God I have faith.


Because You said to me

"Come, take My hand

And you'll be free.

Free from your pain.

Free from your misery.

Free from your shame

And from your poverty.

You will be rich

Rich in me.

Now richness is nothing

When it comes physically

But when You have Me...

Can't you see?

Even when you're poor

You're rich spiritually.

Because you got hope

And you got redemption

You got love

And you got salvation

Please don't worry

This ain't a deception

I love you

You just gotta accept me."

So I looked from myself

Into His love-torn eyes

And He showed me

Everything buried inside.

And at that moment,

I began to cry.

Because for my sin,

I was not willing to die.

But I had a Savior

Who already died

And now this sinner,

She's all clean inside.

So I live today

Like I have nothing left

Because all I can say

Is I got faith.

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