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So tired of playing The same old worn out games With a nickle and a song Lifting my own name Thinking out loud That I can save myself You see if not me Then I ask who else I'd be rich if I could Sell off all this shame Bottled tight up inside But can't give any of it away I keep holding out One of the proud Jesus is for losers That's what I'm all about He takes me just as I am Down upon my knees Jesus is for losers And yes that would be me I show up right on time To my own open grave Stinking to high heaven Where sin has me its slave Find I'm drowning in My own wishing well Thought back then that I could swim These days not so well Got it all locked up tight Yet I myself have no key In which to open up This hardened heart in me Randomly beat Facing defeat Jesus is for losers I'm pointing fingers at me Wondering at how I became part of the crowd Jesus is for losers I'll take all that I'm allowed Never much On push and shove Jesus is for losers When you've had enough Just as I am Least we forget Jesus is for losers Are we not all there yet...
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
Jesus Is For Losers
So tired of playing The same old worn out games With a nickle and a song Lifting my own name Thinking out loud That I can save myself You see if not me Then I ask who else I'd be rich if I could Sell off all this shame Bottled tight up inside But can't give any of it away I keep holding out One of the proud Jesus is for losers That's what I'm all about He takes me just as I am Down upon my knees Jesus is for losers And yes that would be me I show up right on time To my own open grave Stinking to high heaven Where sin has me its slave Find I'm drowning in My own wishing well Thought back then that I could swim These days not so well Got it all locked up tight Yet I myself have no key In which to open up This hardened heart in me Randomly beat Facing defeat Jesus is for losers I'm pointing fingers at me Wondering at how I became part of the crowd Jesus is for losers I'll take all that I'm allowed Never much On push and shove Jesus is for losers When you've had enough Just as I am Least we forget Jesus is for losers Are we not all there yet...
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
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