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Stranger


Stranger

 

You hear me now, I’m not familiar

Not from here where you all know each other

I’m a different man than your used to

The kind you don’t like nor care if I’m something

 

You hear my cries, but with only deaf ears

You don’t like that I’m broken a crumpled leaf in the wind

My worst sin is that you won’t heal me

You don’t care and you don’t know me

Where I’ve been and who really loves me

Only God could tell

 

You think you are perfect in your anger

Thinking I’m destined for a cell

You wish you could know

What it would take to get me their sooner

 

You shouldn’t stare at this sinner

It’s not polite and you never been near

Haven’t had these demons

Your lost in the clear

 

Never been bit by the serpent

Only been touched by his crooked ways

So you say to me

You’re a sinner a wretch you shall not enter

Go back to the nadir where you belong

 

So you think you know where I’m going

Well I say I’ll fight the Devil

Won’t give in and let him take me

Fight this sin and shed my sorrows

 

I won’t forget my vile, an antidote

You fight and say it’s truly poison I’m taking in

You want me to keep going down the wrong path

But I know who loves me the most

 

The Lord our God, a Shepard

Part of the flock he’s surely tending

He’s got nail wounds for me

Don’t deny why he died just love and cry

When you here me know will you open your ears

Tell a friend and swallow your gallantry

Tried and true Christ is the only Compass

 

Yours only points North

If that’s what you say your lying

You hit it so down south you would never know

Think your fury is only just

Your lying to yourself

If the only way you can win is beating down the troubled

Then when will you ever get a real gain?

 

If you feel pain it’s only natural

Hurting friend, welcome to living

Life’s an altruistic version of Hell

Until our Leader conquered our demons

Sent them far into their torture

Punished them because they cause our problems

Not all on us we have to consider

That sometimes we can be afflicted

Dumped on by the traitors to God

 

They run loose and we get trampled

Without him we never can become whole

Now you know you’re a sinner

Not the only one in a lifetime

The boat is full you never know who is aboard

Armageddon isn’t the end, but a beginning

The Last stand of the true and mighty

You may think I’m a sinner

Fact is I know I am, but God’s not done with me yet, not this wretch

I know he will fix me

I might not be a mighty warrior

A leader in the army of men

But the Son of God will still draft me

Into the army of the God above

 

You see he doesn’t take the perfect

There are none but him

So shed your false honor

Quit acting as though you are the only might of the worthy

You’re callous without redemption

Think nothing bad could happen

Never been where I’ve been or where I’m going

Fact is Christ last stand will have us all coming home

So praise the God above for his love

I’ll race you to the gates if you can stand

To be in the same line as man that I’ve told you I am

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