"Supplication of the Destitute"
This life is bearing hard down on you,
always coming down the wire.
Don't you know that you were never meant to exist without Him?
Can't you see--nothing happens but by His hand;
never truly alone.
Don't you know--can't exist on your own;
only skin and bone.
On your own, you would die. Your Creator gives you life.
Don't you know all you have in this life came from your Lord God in love?
All you have, all your life, you owe to Him.
His very breath gave you life in your bones;
without Him you are but nothing.
You must tell your Father what you need,
always coming to Him in prayer.
If you haven't done that yet you must get to your knees.
Pray, "Heavenly Father, Lord above, I don't want to be alone.
Put your Spirit in me Lord, I repent, want to live as I should.
All your words, your commands, come from love.
All I have came from you out of love,
no other reason to give it, no!
I want to live as You meant, as your child.
Jesus Christ paved the way;
no more sin can separate me from your love!"
Supplication of the destitute, the prayers of humanity.
You must realize you can't save yourself,
not strong enough, no.
All humanity is the destitute, in need of the Lord.
Didn't want to see His creation burn in Hell.
But for sin there's a price must be paid;
it's in his nature, justice must be served.
But He said, "You needn't pay, I will pay."
For your sin, Christ has died; your second chance.
Justice has been served, and you do not have to burn!
I could not accept your love for me;
unrepentant sin held me down.
Too much pride, not enough knowledge
about how You sacrificed for me.
Nailed hand and foot, pierced side, crown of thorns,
scourged human body.
Suffered death undeserving in my place,
all my sins erased.
Though He was without sin, for your soul He suffered death.
Any sin in your life caused His death.
Can you live with that on your conscience?
But He said, "I forgive, it's over now.
Take my hand; from this death,
I did rise--I'll take me with you if you will come."
This life is bearing hard down on you,
always coming down the wire.
Don't you know that you were never meant to exist without Him?
Can't you see--nothing happens but by His hand;
never truly alone.
Don't you know--can't exist on your own;
only skin and bone.
On your own, you would die. Your Creator gives you life.
Don't you know all you have in this life came from your Lord God in love?
All you have, all your life, you owe to Him.
His very breath gave you life in your bones;
without Him you are but nothing.
You must tell your Father what you need,
always coming to Him in prayer.
If you haven't done that yet you must get to your knees.
Pray, "Heavenly Father, Lord above, I don't want to be alone.
Put your Spirit in me Lord, I repent, want to live as I should.
All your words, your commands, come from love.
All I have came from you out of love,
no other reason to give it, no!
I want to live as You meant, as your child.
Jesus Christ paved the way;
no more sin can separate me from your love!"
Supplication of the destitute, the prayers of humanity.
You must realize you can't save yourself,
not strong enough, no.
All humanity is the destitute, in need of the Lord.
Didn't want to see His creation burn in Hell.
But for sin there's a price must be paid;
it's in his nature, justice must be served.
But He said, "You needn't pay, I will pay."
For your sin, Christ has died; your second chance.
Justice has been served, and you do not have to burn!
I could not accept your love for me;
unrepentant sin held me down.
Too much pride, not enough knowledge
about how You sacrificed for me.
Nailed hand and foot, pierced side, crown of thorns,
scourged human body.
Suffered death undeserving in my place,
all my sins erased.
Though He was without sin, for your soul He suffered death.
Any sin in your life caused His death.
Can you live with that on your conscience?
But He said, "I forgive, it's over now.
Take my hand; from this death,
I did rise--I'll take me with you if you will come."