Sanctification

Who can resurrect your soul? A smart man can’t
But Christ will to conduct a heart transplant
I’m livin’ proof of this spiritual maintanance
I’m now revering his patience and fearing his greatness
-See all believers have truly died ourselves
Cuz when Christ died we were crucified as well
–So our old body of sin can be done away with
What a great gift, he’s begun the face lift
And just as Jesus rose from the dead- we too walk in a newness of life
In union with Christ!

In the past my master was sin, it attracted my skin
But I no longer have to give in!
His word told me he’d change me with his might
So I could be holy and blameless in his sight
I was first regarded as that jerk he pardoned
But I’m confident he’ll finish the work he started
Modestly, in all honesty Christ lived flawlessly
He’s the molder- I’m his pottery
He set me apart– from the sons of destruction
He’s perfecting my heart- it’s under construction

Praise God if he washed your weary soul
Then you’re a trophy of grace- a walking miracle
Bless the lord if you’re a saint that is saved, then
You’re being changed by his sanctification

Christ doesn’t just save us for forgiveness of sins
He takes us to shape us into an image of him
Because Christ fulfilled the law, when we were doomed with satan
Believers get his righteousness from imputation
So there’s no condemnation for his consecrated
I know the process stated seems complicated
But it’s the holy spirit’s keen medication
All by his washing and regeneration
He takes worms and maggots and turns their habits
I once cursed with madness I now serve with gladness
Tell me, who else can take vessels of strife
And then transform them into stencils of Christ?
Who else can take these random goons
And then breathe life into abandoned tombs? (nobody!)
Christ came to die, his price claimed this guy
His grace will save, plus his might sanctifies
As his workmanship my crew cares to please him
Dude there’s a reason, it’s fruit bearing season
We receive the win, he gave his life for this
We’d been freed from sin, we’re slaves of righteousness

Praise God if he washed your weary soul
Then you’re a trophy of grace- a walking miracle
Bless the lord if you’re a saint that is saved, then
You’re being changed by his sanctification

Through faith (in Christ) everything that happened to him happened to me
I happy to see his majesty adapting me gradually
-I’m fabric, he’s weavin’ me into his kingdom’s tapestry
Imagine me spittin’ systematic theology practically
I’m askin’ thee question that impacted me on a major level
‘How can a holy righteous God save a rebel?
The mystery is priceless, his decree is like this
Through Christ he makes the wicked positionally righteous!
No longer targets of his curses
He takes deceivers makes’em believers
Then sets them apart for his purpose
Not only just the reverends
We need to know this brethren
The road that get’s to heaven
Goes through romans 6: 11
Acknowledging that’s true what’s already occured
Christ died to sin-me too, the lord said in his word
In Jesus we rest
We’ve been freed from the mess
By the spirit we put to death the misdeeds of the flesh
I know my place
That’s why I write my name in lower case
The more I grow in his grace
The more he shows me his face
I praise him and thank him, through his working I get to have this?
My sanctification’s more certain then death and taxes!

Praise God if he washed your weary soul
Then you’re a trophy of grace- a walking miracle
Bless the lord if you’re a saint that is saved, then
You’re being changed by his sanctification (repeat)

He bore our sins in his body on the cross
So we might die to sin and live to righteousness!