Can you deny yourself before him?
Shall my burdens
Wash away these stained hands of guilt
Is a timetable to come
Repentance is everything
To a heart so deprived
Essence hidden deep into the soul
That hides and refuse
Of the wandering mind
Which seems confused and transgress
Be obedient to the Blood of the Lamb
Reassurance is openness
Put forth
As you walk the narow path
While waiting for thee to take your hand