Truth 3

i am guilty

i like to think i'm a good person... but if i'm real with myself, i know i'm not. all the hatred, jealousy, pride, and lust within - it just doesn't seem to go away.

The world likes to say that we are basically good people who sometimes do bad things. But let's be honest: the opposite is true. We are bad people who sometimes do good things... and even then, our motives are often bad just the same.

i know that God exists, and that He must be Fair and Good. But if that's true, then i'm undone... because i'm anything but fair or good. Sure, people may praise me for what they see on the outside, but they have no idea about all the wickedness on the inside. i can fool people, but i know i can't fool God... He looks at the heart. And that's a terrifying thought to realize, because it means that He sees all the evil that dwells within my heart & mind.

It's like i'm shackled into this life of hopelessness. No one truly understands me, and i don't even understand myself. i want to do what's right, but time and time again i find myself walking down that same road to sin and destruction. O, Who will free me from this body of death - this existence of failing, chasing after wind, and repeating of sin after sin? There must be a Deliverer somewhere.

Society teaches me that i'm just a mistake - a fortunate one albeit, but a mistake nonetheless in this evolutionary game they call "life." Am i really nothing more than a monkey? Am i just an animal? Or am i a human being, made by God, with a conscience and a soul?

They try to tell me that i've only been born to live & die, but i just can't accept their answer - 'cos it's just a wretched lie.

Truth sets us free

unto You (instrumental)