THE SAVING LYRICS

1. God Of Shepherds

I was never wanted, no chance of being king
As I was brought forth in sin
But as I toil in the back cleaning sheep crap
Still my soul will sing
That I was fearfully and wonderfully made

In my current state if lowly employment and even lower among my relatives
I perform like I know my Redeemer lives
I take care if what is not my own, 'cause this is my job
This may be temporary, but I'll be content if this is forever
Si as a young man, able-bodied and strong
I will take joy in my mental tasks
'Cause they are fir my gain in that they build my character
In my heart and my ambitions
I have no aim that seeks to please You
Si I call in Your righteous name
To give me hope and rid me of my sinfulness
For who can behold You?
And how can You behold my sin?
I won't give in to this culture of death
If praying "when will You bless me and what can You do fir me?"

"We all get caught up in the thrill and the excitement of secular heroes
But as Christians we need to have a clear picture of what greatness really is."
[RC Sproul]

And even if this song is heard nowhere
Except in the ears of the sheep in my care
My God I'll keep singing
To You, my God, I'll keep singing

I'm going to digress here for just one second
And I will never apologize for this
You can call it a "woman's right"
And you can call it a "woman's choice" all you want
But the fact will still remain:

Abortion is murder.
And every tongue in support will be an accomplice of such a horrid crime
Who are you ti say who is healthy enough as to be worthy to live?
So get in the right side if history and take a stand for humanity

I stand tall when I stand with Him
But when u think I am good and begin to cling
To my righteousness (like I have some)
I'm but a fool and I have no ground ti stand on
And He lets me fall that I may remember
It is no routine that I am still alive
It is by grace I woke up today
And it is by grace I am not condemned
All grace, always

Hear my cry, God if shepherds
A sinner made of spit and dirt
Help me, change me
Use me, immortalize me

2. Bethlehem

I am the last in line, an obvious dull
A reject, treated like a cur
An underdog of sorts
Times like these I have right to think:
"So where does my worth come from?"
'Cause I don't really see it

Let those who have ears, now hear:
Praise! Praise!
For our God looks down,
The Ancient Of Days judges heart
He scours the earth to see
Who will play the part
Fear not and keep walking
Keep your gaze fixed on Him

So where does my worth come from?
Not from the eyes of man, not even from my dad
My lack of strength and repentance says, "I need you now."

Jehovah! Only the fool says
You could not ever be true
Because You see my hands,
Dirty from work, filthy from sin
And what do I bring to this covenant?
I could never hope to bring anything

So I will remember this day,
The day You anointed me king
I will remember this day
I will, I definitely will

I will trust in You, my God
And I will live Your discipline
Even if You make me wait forty years.

3. Anointed One

This may be my only chance
To minister to so great a man
You have been conscious of my actions
You are aware of what I've done
What I do, and where I come from
Now I am counted with your great crew
And I give thanks to The Lord
That I am even before you

But what a great misery my talents
Will bring, that you may think
That I am out to rush my calling to be the King

With my talents, my time and my treasure
I serve, I am here for you
To be your bondservant, a slave,
Even to tie your shoes, I am here for you
If your spirit is weak and your heart is deferred
Of hope just know I am here for you
And even if you turn against me
I am still here for you

You have the wisdom I need, so bring it

How else will I learn to rule?
If I don't learn from a flawed man?
And the truth is, that a perfect leader
He exists nowhere
The student is never greater than The Master
And much less for those who presume upon grace
It's in the temple that the voice of The Lord
Rings loudest and no, that's not firstly your body
It's the visible church, the fellowship of the saints,
Where discipleship and selflessness shines bright
Repent of your pride!

When my anointing is delayed and desponded
I won't blame you, I am here for you
I will serve with patience and gladness
At such a time as this, I am here for you
If the very breath of God gives me right
To cut off your jealous head, I am here for you
I am here for you, even when you don't deserve it

4. Book Of Songs

Sing!
Sing out my soul that you may recognize
The God that bought you by blood
Of no one less that His Son,
The very reason you are alive,
The reason you can breathe
Even after you commit adultery on Him

My eyes won't burn off when I submit
Them to lust, as I guide them to act upon sinful thoughts
Does this mean I live without boundaries?
Do you, Yahweh, even love me?
I'd like to learn how to live Your correction
How to fend off and be disgusted at my nature
I know Your Word says You are most gracious
But do You hear my pleas for salvation?

That I may stop being a coward
And answer the call to play the man
That the same Spirit that raised
Christ from the dead, may rise up in me!

Shelter my heart from all the sin
I am prone to wallow in
Rise up in me!
Since it's true that nothing good comes
From me, how could I ever try to be like You?
You give grace so that people may come
To fear Your name
Rise up in me!
I'd like to live in that blessed state
Rise up in me!
Me dying, You rising: that's what I call progress
Lifelong progress, selfless progress
Sanctified progress, covenant progress
Life-changing progress

What can I say about the One
Who returns salvation for sin?
The One who takes a sinful life
And changes the heart within?

Glory, blessing, and honor
To the One that saved my soul from the pit
I said glory, blessing, honor, and power
To the One that saved my soul from the pit

5. Goliath

[feat. Josiah Lyle from Mouth Of The South]

Who is your God?
That men seek to worship
With a false sense of righteousness?
Who is your God?
That I stand up cursing and
40 days later I am still alive?
Who is your God?
I'll feed your body to the beasts
Of the fields and the birds of the sky
Who is my God?
The One of Abraham, Isaac, is Jacob
In His name I bring your death

What do I get if I cut off his head?
What do I get if I do what you're too scared to?
God has had enough, time to step up!

How is this man still alive?
How can you stand by and listen
As he curses our God?
Has His goodness not been enough?
Have you forgotten where we came from?
And how holy is His throne?
I am ashamed to call you my brothers
If you never fight claiming to be like Christ
Show love, show compassion, show grace
But never tolerate blasphemy
You are Holy, Awesome and Great
Please forgive us our fearfulness

I've punched a bear and I've killed a lion
So who do you think you are?

"Come down and meet me."
I can't wait to see what Jehovah will bring
"That I might teach you a lesson."
You really think so? Just keep talking
That smack and I'll cut your head clean off
You really don't know the Name
I am fighting for
I may be but a youth, but God
Is much stronger that all of you
Now I will make you a mockery:
The laughingstock of all history
That everyone may know
That you were bested by a boy

Who is my God?
The One who uses the lowly,
The stupid to show His glory
Who is my God?
The One who breaks the shackles
And replaces sadness with the joy of knowing Him

6. Leader Of The Misfits

What a joy it is to serve and be friends
With people of distress that God may
Minister to me while my life is sought by kings

I know my heart is a wicked thing
But what could I have done to deserve this?
Say this is a lesson in friendships, in live, and forgiveness
Say anything, my God, because I feel like dying here

I am better than this
I am so much better than this
When will they recognize my name and my charm to know
I am much better than this?
I am better than this?

But I will still show honor, grace upon grace
As it's possible that I could
Be in your place someday
I just wish you knew how much this hurt
That I once wanted to be like you
And now I have to run from you

What terror I now feel with every step
(with every step and with every breath)
When will I be bereft of this fear of death?
When will I reach prophesy laid over me
And give this country a good king?

When is honor given to a fault?
Where do you draw the line and seek to overthrow?
I'm tired of giving mercy to no avail
And I'm tired of showing love, to be paid with hell

Do you know who I am? Or what I can do?
I am better that this, I am better that you,
I know better than God

7. Maskil

"O sinner! Consider the fearful danger you are in.
'Tis a great furnace of wrath, a wide and bottomless pit,
full of the fire of wrath, that you are held over in the hand
of that God whose wrath is provoked and incensed as much
against you as against many of the damned in hell.

you hang by a slender thread, with the flames of divine wrath flashing about it, and ready every moment to singe it and burn it asunder; and you have no interest in any Mediator, and nothing to lay hold of to save yourself, nothing to keep off the flames of wrath, nothing of your own, nothing you ever have done, nothing that you can do, to induce God to spare you one moment."

8. Bathsheba

I am your king
The conqueror of nations, talents and riches
Like you have never known
Who will deny me my pleasures?
All those songs of praises you sing
I wrote, there nothing You can teach me
Nothing I don't already know
I am this country's greatest treasure
Who will deny me my pleasures?

What is there that I can't enjoy?
What sin is there I can't be forgiven for?
I am David, the good king
I am David, to be written of in ages to come,
Who can pass up a chance to be with me?
Since my calling has been secured
From the womb, I don't fret about temptation
Do You know who I am? I am King David

Don't think about it, you're just loving your king.

"What say you, O' King? To a man who takes from
Another what he already has in abundance?
Tell me please, what say you O' King?"

I say bring him to me, and I'll show him what justice means:
That kind of lawlessness will not survive with me

"I tell you truly, O' King and I take no pleasure in this.
This is actually painful for me, but you are the man."

Appalling sin! How can it be?
That You, my King, would die for such
A wretched and vile monster like me?

Oh, my God, I'm so freaking broken
My sin is ever before me an I can
Barely look at myself
I don't have any words that could excuse what I've done

But if I can ask You to look down upon
Your servant just once more
Retire not Your mercy and love
I don't what to abuse Your grace
I know Your mane is Holy but I pray:
Don't take Your spirit away from me!

Saving God of all what is lost
You have shown me the damage I've caused
Please don't take Your spirit away from me!

9. Selah

"And now you have an extraordinary opportunity, a day wherein Christ has flung the door of mercy wide open,
and stands in the door calling and crying with a loud voice to poor sinners;
a day wherein many are flocking to Him and pressing into the Kingdom if God.

many are daily coming from the east, west, north, and south;
many that were very likely in the same miserable condition
that you are in are in now a happy state,
with their hearts filled with love to Him that has loved them and washed them from their sins in His own blood,
and rejoicing in hope of the glory if God.

how awful is it to be left behind at such a day!
to see so many others feasting, while you are pining and perishing!
to see so many rejoicing and singing for joy if heart,
while you have cause to mourn for sorrow of heart and howl for vexation of spirit!

how can you rest for one moment in such a condition?"

10. God Of Kings

Thankfully there is mercy
Or I would have been dead long ago
Rotting and burning, left to die alone
Yet from before the foundations, You set Your calling
"Behold, when I make my bed in hell, You are there."

As it is true that You reign on high
I have royally screwed yo in my life
And I suffer a contrite heart every time
I think the thought that when I spit in Your face
You still hand down even more grace

I now laugh at death and live life renewed
Live people, and rejoice in truth because
There is no condemnation for those who trust in You
I don't look to my lack of fancy papers
And stacks of bills, or my past because
There is a future for those who trust in You

Hey! How great You are!
That I failed You so miserably,
And still You say that I'm a man after Your own heart

Hell is real;
Fall on the Rock that is Christ,
And let Him change your life

I will respect what you believe,
But I will never give it credibility;
Only Christ can save you

'Cause apart from the Lamb
We are all just sinners in God's angry hands
Who can save us?
All of us, everyone, we bear the blood of
Our sin on our hands, who can change it?
If only innocent blood can wash it off?

Now those 10,000 reasons I have to bless Your name
Are the same reasons I give You to snap my neck
So I thank You, I thank You, and again I will thank You
That You hold tight even when I don't walk in Your light
Until the day that we meet face to face
My banner will still proudly be:
"You are my God and King"







THE SAVING LYRICS