Why should your end be marked by terror?
Lost & confused, alone?
You can’t see the love you’ve been daily shown
The grace in your life, though you fall so short
Behold, sin is crouching at your door
It is the ruin & misery of your soul
(The rich dies as the poor)
They said: Peace & safety
(The wise dies as the fool)
But death came quickly
(Sin must be answered for)
You won't budge to reason
So I'll entertain idle talk for a second
Question: Why would a man-made God
Be so holy & so impossible to please?
What do we stand to gain from
A story so terrifying?
What do we reap from a story
Where no act of man contrived
Can leave true justice satisfied?
Where our deeds make the worst dictator
Look no different than you & me?
Wash your guilty heart in the
Fount of divine grace
Lay your weary head to rest
Let your sins be cast as far
As the east is from the west
Let the perfect Christ take your place
You hang over a fiery & terrible pit
By a thin & tearing string
(You stand to fall)
All your health & personal care
& best schemes will do you no well
(You stand to fall)
They will benefit you nothing
You can kill us by spear & torch
But martyr blood is the seed of the Church so
With all the saving love of our King
We will sing
Why should you suffer outside?
Repent & believe. Enter in
Why should you suffer outside?
Why do you fight the King of Kings?
For the detrimental enjoyment
Of these sinful & foolish things
That will consume you?
Why should you suffer outside?
Repent & believe. Enter in