That makes such strict demands
Reflect it does His character
His perfect, holy hands.
There is no way to satisfy
For me to make me right
To do a thousand good things but
Still sinful without light.
And when I read the words of Christ
In Sermon on the Mount
I’m even further than I think
More red in my account.
Be perfect as your Father is
Lust, hate are from the heart
You break his law when only you
Have thoughts, no action start.
You may have heard that it was said
Stay faithful to your mate.
But I say that you break your vow
When lust towards others make.
It’s also said that murder is
A thing you must not do.
But I say hate inside your head
The same as action too.
Be perfect as your Father is
For holy you must be
Approach Him not without clean hands
And heart that is washed clean.
I sit and cry, my God how do
I measure up to you?
How can a filthy man become
So pure and clean and new?
But God in mercy knew my state
In bondage and in sin
He knows there is no way for me
On own to enter in.
And thus He sent His only Son
To step into my place
Receive the condemnation that
Was due without His grace.
Jesus did pay all that was owed
God’s holy, righteous call
Because of Christ, I am made right
Not dead because of law.
And now I read the words of Christ
Through Him the standard meet
No longer do the words condemn,
In Him alive and freed.
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