Ballad of the Soft Gospel Victim

I’ve flirted with Judas
And eaten with Lot
I’ve chosen things that are
Above things that are not

My faith has been shallow
My virtues so weak
My reflexes selfish
My courage so meek

I’ve spoken like Abel
But fought like a Cain
I’ve said all the right things
While shifting the blame

I’ve sworn on Thy mercy
And sinned in Thy grace
I’ve worn all the badges
But walked not in Thy ways

My soul has deceived me
My mind has run free
But now Lord of Heaven
Nail this heart to Thy Tree

God help this poor sinner
God help me to stand
And walk in Thy sunlight
And so enter that Land

I’ve stood at a distance
Now bring me so near
May Christ be my Lifeblood
And Jehovah my Fear

I come to Thy Footstool
Now show me Thy Throne
Plunge me in Thy Fountain
Take me as Thine own