I pray my God a robe of white
I pray I do no wrong
That I may serve, walk in The Light
Able to sing Your song
I know no flesh can graduate
No self can rise on high
I pray all self I’d learn to hate
And to myself I’d die
I choose instead to live Your way
Following Christ Your Son
I choose that self would have no say
To see the battle won
You see the fool You see the proud
The greedy seeking gold
You see who’s heart would please the crowd
Yet to Your Son stay cold
If self my God would see demise
If self You’d close life’s door
With Christ my God this child would rise
And live forever more
I know that I’m forgiven Lord
Through grace I’ve found Your love
Yet still I’d never flee the sword
If self would rise above
Its difficult to live like this
I see how much I fail
To so remain, I’d surely miss
The chance to flee this jail
So help me die to self my King
Stretch forth Your mighty hand
That I may rise on eagle’s wing
[FONT='Times New Roman','serif']And dwell Your Promised Land.....[/FONT]
