(Verse 1: timothy)
Who can resurrect your soul? A smart man can't/
But Christ will to conduct a heart transplant/
I'm livin' proof of this spiritual maintanance/
I'm now revering His patience and fearing His greatness/
-See all believers have truly died ourselves,/
Cuz when Christ died we were crucified as well/
–So our old body of sin can be done away with/
What a great gift, He's begun the face lift/
And just as Jesus rose from the dead- we too walk in a newness of life/
In Union With Christ!/
In the past my master was sin, it attracted my skin/
But I no longer have to give in!/
His word told me He'd change me with His might/
So I could be holy and blameless in His sight/
I was first regarded as that jerk He pardoned/
But I'm confident He'll finish the work He started/
Modestly, in all honesty Christ lived flawlessly/
He's the Molder- I'm His pottery/
He set me apart– from the sons of destruction/
He's perfecting my heart- it's under construction/
Chorus:
Praise God if He washed your weary soul/
Then you're a trophy of grace- a walking miracle/
Bless the LORD if you're a saint that is saved, then/
You're being changed by His sanctification (repeat )
(Verse 2: timothy)
Christ doesn't just save us for forgiveness of sins/
He takes us to shape us into an image of Him/
Because Christ fulfilled the Law, when we were doomed with Satan/
Believers get His righteousness from imputation/
So there's no condemnation for His consecrated/
I know the process stated seems complicated/
But it's the Holy Spirit's keen medication/
All by His washing and regeneration/
He takes worms and maggots and turns their habits/
I once cursed with madness I now serve with gladness/
Tell me, who else can take vessels of strife/
And then transform them into stencils of Christ?/
Who else can take these random goons/
And then breathe life into abandoned tombs? (NOBODY!!!)/
Christ came to die, His price claimed this guy/
His grace will save, plus His might sanctifies/
As His workmanship my crew cares to please Him/
Dude there's a reason, it's fruit bearing season/
We receive the win, He gave His life for this/
We'd been freed from sin, we're slaves of righteousness/
Chorus:
Praise God if He washed your weary soul/
Then you're a trophy of grace- a walking miracle/
Bless the LORD if you're a saint that is saved, then/
You're being changed by His sanctification (repeat )
(Verse 3: Shai linne)
Through faith (in Christ) everything that happened to Him happened to me/
I happy to see His majesty adapting me gradually/
-I'm fabric, He's weavin' me into His kingdom's tapestry/
Imagine me spittin' systematic theology practically/
I'm askin' thee question that impacted me on a major level:/
‘How can a Holy Righteous God save a rebel?'/
The mystery is priceless, His decree is like this:/
Through Christ He makes the wicked positionally righteous!/
No longer targets of His curses/
He takes deceivers makes'em believers/
Then sets them apart for His purpose/
Not only just the reverends/
We need to know this brethren/
The road that get's to heaven/
Goes through Romans 6:11/
Acknowledging that's true what's already occured/
Christ died to sin-me too, the Lord said in His Word/
In Jesus we rest/
We've been freed from the mess/
By the Spirit we put to d**h the misdeeds of the flesh/
I know my place/
That's why I write my name in lower case/
The more I grow in His grace/
The more He shows me His face/
I praise Him and thank Him, through His working I get to have this?/
My sanctification's more certain then d**h and taxes!/
Chorus:
Praise God if He washed your weary soul/
Then you're a trophy of grace- a walking miracle/
Bless the LORD if you're a saint that is saved, then/
You're being changed by His sanctification (repeat )
Bridge: He bore our sins in His body on the Cross, so we might die to sin and live to righteousness!