John Mark's Ballad of Sorts
Never again will I feel the pain
I'll never lean against wind and rain
For my life has finally met its end
And soon I'll be with my Savior again
No need to cry, no time to fear
Life so fragile, eternity near
Once brought down, I ran away
But now, through Him, I'm here to stay
They tore my flesh like chunks of meat
They dragged my body through the streets
No words could describe, nor could horrors tell
What grace to play second fiddle well
Yet, if all this is what sacrifice takes
Keep beating my body until it breaks.
1/15/07 5:30 PM
In honor of all the martyrs who showed us what it means to worship God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength. But far greater than these is the ultimate sacrifice: Jesus Christ.
I'll never lean against wind and rain
For my life has finally met its end
And soon I'll be with my Savior again
No need to cry, no time to fear
Life so fragile, eternity near
Once brought down, I ran away
But now, through Him, I'm here to stay
They tore my flesh like chunks of meat
They dragged my body through the streets
No words could describe, nor could horrors tell
What grace to play second fiddle well
Yet, if all this is what sacrifice takes
Keep beating my body until it breaks.
1/15/07 5:30 PM
In honor of all the martyrs who showed us what it means to worship God with all your heart, soul, mind and strength. But far greater than these is the ultimate sacrifice: Jesus Christ.
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