(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!