His Heart Now
I live life by what I see,
I do what I want and claim “I’m free”,
Must trust the “experts” , they’re smarter than me,
Behind their name sits a PHD.
That by default makes me wrong if I disagree.
God can’t be real because from what I see,
There’s way too much misery surrounding me,
Only fools say He’s real, and even they can’t agree,
About who He is, or what He wants us to be.
The truth is I’m good to go already,
What could this God ever possibly offer me?
I’ve got bills to pay, real life’s not free.
And I can assure you, God’s not paid them for me.
See I have to live in “real life”, not some imaginary fantasy.
Now years later, I’m given my first son,
I want to live right, I put aside old “fun”.
I want a good life, but unsure how that’s done.
Then I stumble across some truth, and feel an attraction.
I like the “Idea”, of this Jesus guy, the one they call Gods son,
Seems He teaches a better way than living by the gun.
Plus all this weight on my shoulders, well it weighs about a ton.
So all I have to do is say a promise then I’m done?
Honestly I don’t see life much different after initiation,
But I’m told if you meant it “you’re reborn”, and have total freedom.
Welcome to the club, here’s your card, now you're a Christian.
I continue life much the same as before,
And I’m still my own master deep in my core.
At this point I’m “great”, no idea what’s in store.
Built myself a great life, lookout world hear me roar.
Don’t get me wrong I love God, but what do I need Him for?
I made all this myself by sweat from every pore.
It’s all on me, I need no help, thanks, but yes I’m sure.
There’s no hardship that can come that “I” cannot endure.
Because I’m all man and my pride slaps problems to the floor,
That is up until I hit a trial I could not ignore.
I end up broken mind, body, and soul, and I ask what for?
Lost control, all I want death, it can never be like before.
Now I’m stuck in myself, at the end of my “great” wit,
I look around at my whole situation and simple say “I quit”.
My life is done and there’s nothing I can do about it.
Thought I knew Jesus and was safe, but none of this will fit.
How could He really love me and let me fall into this pit?
Feel so lost and confused that I could throw a fit.
Now my pride has died, I am nobody, and I'm ready to submit,
I never thought to run towards Jesus, I was told that I’d done it.
See that’s where I was wrong all along, still blind in the dark,
Then He came to light my way with much more than a spark.
He came down here and picked me up, and placed me on the ark.
The scales on my eye’s feel right off, and I took His mark,
The mark of life that God had planned for us from the very start.
Our God came down to us all, and He gave me a new heart,
Hit my chest and went right through, pierced it like a dart.
Came into me now I can see that we will never part.
Took this mess and made it new, in a way only God could do.
He remade me, so now I can see and love Him too,
Still in shock to find out how very little I knew,
The way to Him is narrow, those who get saved are few,
I live to praise His name now, that's all I want to do.
His sacrifice "living watered" me, took root and I grew,
No matter the situation Jesus is THE way through,
My heart of stone left me all alone ready to throw in my towel,
Now this healed heart of flesh, I want to stress, is His heart now.
I live life by what I see,
I do what I want and claim “I’m free”,
Must trust the “experts” , they’re smarter than me,
Behind their name sits a PHD.
That by default makes me wrong if I disagree.
God can’t be real because from what I see,
There’s way too much misery surrounding me,
Only fools say He’s real, and even they can’t agree,
About who He is, or what He wants us to be.
The truth is I’m good to go already,
What could this God ever possibly offer me?
I’ve got bills to pay, real life’s not free.
And I can assure you, God’s not paid them for me.
See I have to live in “real life”, not some imaginary fantasy.
Now years later, I’m given my first son,
I want to live right, I put aside old “fun”.
I want a good life, but unsure how that’s done.
Then I stumble across some truth, and feel an attraction.
I like the “Idea”, of this Jesus guy, the one they call Gods son,
Seems He teaches a better way than living by the gun.
Plus all this weight on my shoulders, well it weighs about a ton.
So all I have to do is say a promise then I’m done?
Honestly I don’t see life much different after initiation,
But I’m told if you meant it “you’re reborn”, and have total freedom.
Welcome to the club, here’s your card, now you're a Christian.
I continue life much the same as before,
And I’m still my own master deep in my core.
At this point I’m “great”, no idea what’s in store.
Built myself a great life, lookout world hear me roar.
Don’t get me wrong I love God, but what do I need Him for?
I made all this myself by sweat from every pore.
It’s all on me, I need no help, thanks, but yes I’m sure.
There’s no hardship that can come that “I” cannot endure.
Because I’m all man and my pride slaps problems to the floor,
That is up until I hit a trial I could not ignore.
I end up broken mind, body, and soul, and I ask what for?
Lost control, all I want death, it can never be like before.
Now I’m stuck in myself, at the end of my “great” wit,
I look around at my whole situation and simple say “I quit”.
My life is done and there’s nothing I can do about it.
Thought I knew Jesus and was safe, but none of this will fit.
How could He really love me and let me fall into this pit?
Feel so lost and confused that I could throw a fit.
Now my pride has died, I am nobody, and I'm ready to submit,
I never thought to run towards Jesus, I was told that I’d done it.
See that’s where I was wrong all along, still blind in the dark,
Then He came to light my way with much more than a spark.
He came down here and picked me up, and placed me on the ark.
The scales on my eye’s feel right off, and I took His mark,
The mark of life that God had planned for us from the very start.
Our God came down to us all, and He gave me a new heart,
Hit my chest and went right through, pierced it like a dart.
Came into me now I can see that we will never part.
Took this mess and made it new, in a way only God could do.
He remade me, so now I can see and love Him too,
Still in shock to find out how very little I knew,
The way to Him is narrow, those who get saved are few,
I live to praise His name now, that's all I want to do.
His sacrifice "living watered" me, took root and I grew,
No matter the situation Jesus is THE way through,
My heart of stone left me all alone ready to throw in my towel,
Now this healed heart of flesh, I want to stress, is His heart now.
