Confession - My Epic

young men emphatic with their «always» and «nevers»

and the rich men emboldened by successful endeavors

and the strong man is armored- they all think they are safe

but they all rot the same when they lay in their graves

its all nothing

I don’t wanna find my life cause You say thats a deadly thing

I know everytime I try I always end up losing everything

so Father help me lose myself cause there are parts of me still holding on

just hide me in Your steps and lead me to the end

You’re all that I need, all that I got, all that I want

and in the end may l die as the thief

my greatest joy that You’d hang there with me

blessed further still if my flesh could be made an object of grace

to walk behind, to die beside, then wake to find

my Lord, my love in paradise

so i’ll boast in my weakness, You alone are my treasure

my life for You master, pour it out at Your pleasure

rage hell!

come death!

but still

i’ll dwell with you for all my days

and there is nothing that can separate

yeah there is nothing

and in the end l will die as a thief

my greatest joy that You hang here with me

blessed further still that my flesh has been made an object of grace

to walk behind, to die beside, and wake to find

my Lord, my love in paradise>