The Measure of a Life

The Measure of a Life

Oh Lord, as I seek your face
I am undone by the magnitude of your grace 
And my praise
Is raised
To a new height
By Your Spirit, not by might.
Yes!  By your grace,
I am catapulted to a new place
In the Spirit realm
And I overwhelmed.
As I seek your face
I am undone by the magnitude of your grace 

“He who is forgiven much

Loves much”

I’m not talkin’ ‘bout usin’ grace as a crutch

Got a lot of ‘dat goin’ on,

But dat’s not the soapbox I’m on

I’m talkin’ ‘bout redemption

That reaches further than “honorable mention”

Spiritual ribbons, trophies, accolades

Or even the lucky ace of spades

I’m talkin’ ‘bout a true testimony

Not just a script dat’s phony

Like, “I thank God I’m saved, sanctified…”

Cause the truth gets ya’ so tongue tied

“And filled with the Holy Ghost”

Knowin’ your full of da’ host

Of hell

But da’ religious folk can’t even tell

To them, all is well.

As long as ya’ keep up your outward appearance,

There’s no interference

With your spiritual façade

And the only ones NOT fooled are you and God.

Has anyone BUT me ever been so UNsaved

That ya’ knew ya’ were no more than a slave

Such a slave to stinkin’ thinkin’

That ya’ just keep sinkin’

Lower and lower into your own self-dug pit

And not even your religious wit

Can get ya’ out

Does anybody KNOW what I’m talkin’ ‘bout?

I’m talkin’ ‘bout a one-sided rescue

When God decides to bless you

IN SPITE OF, not because of you,

Cause you had no clue WHAT to do 

And just in that moment of utter despair

God reached down with tender loving care

I tell ya’ grace just isn’t fair

Yet, I wouldn’t DARE

Complain,

Cause my life will never be the same

No, I may never rise to greatness in men’s eyes,

Yet, I’ll never again believe the devil’s lies

Cause I’ve been kissed by mercy and grace

And I’ve entered a journey of seeking God’s face

You see,

There’s no greater reality

And no greater bliss

Than knowing this:

“He who is forgiven much

Loves much”

For the measure of a life

Is found in life’s greatest strife,

Which is the battle of surrender

To the Great Heart Mender

To be overwhelmed by God’s grace

And to longingly behold His face

We can’t afford to mis-

Construe this

The measure of a life is this:

To love much,

‘Cause we’ve been forgiven much.

Oh Lord, as I seek your face
I am undone by the magnitude of your grace 
And my praise
Is raised
To a new height
By Your Spirit, not by might.
Yes!  By your grace,
I am catapulted to a new place
In the Spirit realm
And I overwhelmed.
As I seek your face
I am undone by the magnitude of your grace 

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