Preaching to myself has become a habit. And my human pride is once again getting in the way of seeing the Being who I should take pride in.
Now I'm looking at my days. My foul, crooked, self remains
So how foolish that I'd say, "Yo, how cool are all my ways.
I can cite in search for words, then recite them verse by verse.
And the lines others can learn. Some require interpreters."
Why is my flesh, deep inside, in this rubbish taking pride?
I've to vanquish these self lies and refresh to Jesus Christ
For this skill that's not unique proves me still that I'm so weak
Tell myself I was a cheap imbecile of faith that reeks
For the One who holds me close: Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Taught me only Him to boast; treasure only Him the most
For in this world I may be the best
But at His throne I will be undressed
And when the LORD shows my sinfulness
I will then know where my bragging ends
And for those whom the world detests
They will be clinging to Christ's righteousness
And will be wearing it as their vest
For they know that they can't pass the test
I may tell you I excel in theology as well
I can value that but, well, that won't rescue me from Hell
Paul had more sources of pride: he was born, then circumcised
Israel's core - a Benjamite; Under law - a blameless guy
More than expert than the scribes; persecutor of our Christ
If he knew he'd even cite most New Testament he'll write
But when he said "Those are dung.", he left my head shook and stung
Thus instead of being dumb, I prize the Bread who was hung
I count everything as loss, proud 'bout nothing but the cross
This sound doctrine from my God shone down on me it's because:
In this world I may be the best
But at His throne I will be undressed
And when the LORD shows my sinfulness
I will then know where my bragging ends
Gifts in earth I put no trust coz from birth they turn to dust
Swarmed by moths; burn; fade or rust; crumble; wither; break or bust
Would I say on Judgment Day in God's face, "I have obeyed.
Flaws I make of course but, hey, at least I tried not to sway.
I served; raised on high Your name; even prayed and fast all day
Gave You praises in all ways that you would not even hate.
I deserve now to be saved. Let me enter through that gate."
What a perverse way to face LORD ALMIGHTY GOD OF GRACE!
Of course works are fruits of faith, but not source of boasting traits
Most Jews first made this mistake, and were worse than the unsaved
Taking heed I'll shake and shiver - Judgment Seat: my lips will quiver
Bones will melt; legs fail much quicker; feel guilt more than the betrayer
When I see His holiness, I will see my nakedness
My cry in His presence is: Please look at Christ's righteousness
Now I'm ending my lengthy proclamation
Like in the prophet Isaiah's situation
I'd be prefering to be sent into eternal damnation
Than to taint God's glory with my fornication
