The Captain of the Arrogant
The Captain of the Arrogant
I wonder where that old man's from
who looks out from the glass,
The history that's on his face
Reveals a troubled past
His weary eyes though bright and blue
Are burning full of tears,
As if they're overflowing
With his sin throughout the years
I wonder if he knows the pain
Of all he's said and done,
To others whom he claimed to love
Who's lives he left undone?
The captain of the arrogant
And master of his pride,
He's just like all the rest of us
If we would look inside
His flaming, sinful, passions of his youth
Now just an ember,
I wonder if this old man
Has the courage to remember?
That everything you say and do
In this life has a cost,
And the future is forever,
But the past forever lost...
As I look closer at this man
And ponder at his past,
I realize this old man is me
Inside the looking glass
And yes, I do remember
All the wicked things I've done,
But I've given them to Jesus
And He's forgiven every one
The tears I shed are tears of joy
That I let freely flow,
Because I know my destination
Is where He would have me go
The Destroyer of my arrogance
The killer of my pride,
He took away my heart of stone
And put a heart of flesh inside
Yes I know where the old man's from
Who looks out from the glass,
But he's heading toward the future
And letting Jesus have the past
Copyright © Brian Wallace | Year Posted 2013
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