Do I need a god still in these days? I am used to walking my ways So I only seek his face when I am weighed down Then I turn away, I have everything, The fear of god is fading, One of these days I may cross the gulf of No turning back He shall let me fall to the hands of my old enemies.
Do we need to be always so loaded To turn to the god who's love? Is our hope in our savior so small Can we see that our ways lead away from The wisdom of fearing god? And a faith without deeds makes Land dry, land die.
What wisdom I have in my eyes As I give up his truth for lies? How could man outwit his own creator? Learn by what you see A father will correct those who are his dearest So that one day I might Enter his grand kingdom up on high There I will know how to praise him for burdening me.
Maybe I need to be tested so that I will be set for the time when he comes Then Jesus takes his victorious place It has come to pass The word of god will be filled.