take my life, everything, all i am
easter, was never about bunnies
or chocolate eggs
guess thats what we think about when
someone ( or anyone for that matter of fact )
asks us what easter means to us
maybe not for all, but some
i find it amusing, really ?
celebrating His resurrection,
dwelling in his fullness
being soaked in his love & his crimson flow
the nails, the whips he took
for the cost of the world
for you, for me, for every soul
imagine how great this God is
the one who was persecuted, mocked
& humiliated but he chose, the nails
the crown of thorns
he's the reason for the season
i remember that phrase from christmas
i hear or see it every christmas
but i never really understood ?
that no matter how much fun we have
or how we take advantage of
the extra holiday we get,
it comes down to this
that one man, bled & died for his people
people whom he loved
people whom he chose to lay down his life for
we were unworthy, i was unworthy
but in his eyes, we were perfect
He was perfect, yet he shed innocent blood
his people, rebuked him, spat at him,
despised him, accused him
he refused to say a word, he kept still
no one would've been able to withstand
all that He withstood
yes, the process was a torture
but He laid everything down, just for us
we celebrate because through him,
we stand as warriors of Christ
we serve an awesome God, he deserves much more
no love can & ever could compare to His
when others see what we do,
what would we tell them then ?
what about :
we'll just tell them we're loving our king
can someone say that, can we all say that we
love Jesus with all that we are ?
giving certain things up for His name ?
sometimes i wonder why i cant let go of things
when my King laid everything down
he was afraid, so was i
but he left everything in His Father's hands
i can do the same
Christ made us, like Him
we are all made in his image
& we've all got royal blood in us
we are indeed princes & princesses
claim it, proclaim the name of the most high
but i'm left wondering why
why i feel this way
i dont mean to, i dont want to
because i really dont like feeling this way
riight, no sense is being made either
after the weekend, i'm left with food for thought
did you really have to die for me ?
God, you had a choice
why did you choose me when you knew
i was unworthy ?
unworthy of the love you poured out for me
unworthy because i am a sinner
i was & am unclean, you were perfect
because of your great love, you gave your son
but everything was done, so i would come
now, i dont want to just, come
i want to run into your presence
& your arms that are open wide
thank you, for all that you did
there are no words that can express
what i feel inside, a deep yearning
where are you
there's no greater love than this
that a man would give his life,
for a friend
there's no higher sacrifice,
that a man would give his life
you have paid a precious price, for me
area gathering was really great
though i have to admit,
i never really knew much about 1a
all i remember about my area was
how it was before we multiplied
but now i know, haha
we were all over pasir ris park & all
thank God for the good weather
had fun leading with charles you
sam yuan cracked me up, as usual
it was really amusing, had lots of fun
remains of a life i should not own
maybe i should have told you
but i know i dont want to
spent the day with jessie lim zhe xi
& i realised, that i really missed her
i felt as if i missed out on her
& her life, how she is and all but
it felt so good, having her beside me
having that reassurance that i get each
time i talk to her about things
things that i dont know what to do
about & things that make me feel lost
thank you, jessie for not letting me
miss out on you
though things at home may not be how
it should be, or maybe even in schl
dont give up on yourself, or God
because smth's going to happen,
its going to start with you,
your sister, then your family
though i didnt have my camera,
the pictures in my mind are more than
enough, enough to always remind me
that you'd always be there
thank you for vandalizing my table
for the change of profiles
for walking so much with me
for bearing with my words
for listening to everything
for being my bad guy at the lobby
or chocolate eggs
guess thats what we think about when
someone ( or anyone for that matter of fact )
asks us what easter means to us
maybe not for all, but some
i find it amusing, really ?
celebrating His resurrection,
dwelling in his fullness
being soaked in his love & his crimson flow
the nails, the whips he took
for the cost of the world
for you, for me, for every soul
imagine how great this God is
the one who was persecuted, mocked
& humiliated but he chose, the nails
the crown of thorns
he's the reason for the season
i remember that phrase from christmas
i hear or see it every christmas
but i never really understood ?
that no matter how much fun we have
or how we take advantage of
the extra holiday we get,
it comes down to this
that one man, bled & died for his people
people whom he loved
people whom he chose to lay down his life for
we were unworthy, i was unworthy
but in his eyes, we were perfect
He was perfect, yet he shed innocent blood
his people, rebuked him, spat at him,
despised him, accused him
he refused to say a word, he kept still
no one would've been able to withstand
all that He withstood
yes, the process was a torture
but He laid everything down, just for us
we celebrate because through him,
we stand as warriors of Christ
we serve an awesome God, he deserves much more
no love can & ever could compare to His
when others see what we do,
what would we tell them then ?
what about :
we'll just tell them we're loving our king
can someone say that, can we all say that we
love Jesus with all that we are ?
giving certain things up for His name ?
sometimes i wonder why i cant let go of things
when my King laid everything down
he was afraid, so was i
but he left everything in His Father's hands
i can do the same
Christ made us, like Him
we are all made in his image
& we've all got royal blood in us
we are indeed princes & princesses
claim it, proclaim the name of the most high
but i'm left wondering why
why i feel this way
i dont mean to, i dont want to
because i really dont like feeling this way
riight, no sense is being made either
after the weekend, i'm left with food for thought
did you really have to die for me ?
God, you had a choice
why did you choose me when you knew
i was unworthy ?
unworthy of the love you poured out for me
unworthy because i am a sinner
i was & am unclean, you were perfect
because of your great love, you gave your son
but everything was done, so i would come
now, i dont want to just, come
i want to run into your presence
& your arms that are open wide
thank you, for all that you did
there are no words that can express
what i feel inside, a deep yearning
where are you
there's no greater love than this
that a man would give his life,
for a friend
there's no higher sacrifice,
that a man would give his life
you have paid a precious price, for me
area gathering was really great
though i have to admit,
i never really knew much about 1a
all i remember about my area was
how it was before we multiplied
but now i know, haha
we were all over pasir ris park & all
thank God for the good weather
had fun leading with charles you
sam yuan cracked me up, as usual
it was really amusing, had lots of fun
remains of a life i should not own
maybe i should have told you
but i know i dont want to
spent the day with jessie lim zhe xi
& i realised, that i really missed her
i felt as if i missed out on her
& her life, how she is and all but
it felt so good, having her beside me
having that reassurance that i get each
time i talk to her about things
things that i dont know what to do
about & things that make me feel lost
thank you, jessie for not letting me
miss out on you
though things at home may not be how
it should be, or maybe even in schl
dont give up on yourself, or God
because smth's going to happen,
its going to start with you,
your sister, then your family
though i didnt have my camera,
the pictures in my mind are more than
enough, enough to always remind me
that you'd always be there
thank you for vandalizing my table
for the change of profiles
for walking so much with me
for bearing with my words
for listening to everything
for being my bad guy at the lobby
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