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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?

Copyright © Kathy Crain | Year Posted 2005

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