Paid in Full
Visions of the supernatural;
this mystical being.
A Father above the heavens,
blinded eyes kept from seeing.
Too soon. Not just yet,
can I look upon His face.
Trembling within,
I feel such disgrace.
None are worthy, says His word.
I know this is so.
Yet I cannot help feeling,
Withered and cold.
What did He see in me,
or in His creation,
that I should be a benefactor,
so beyond my station?
A hush has fallen,
when I think I might see...
Yes, my name is in the book
and the Son has called to me.
His eyes burn through mine
and I'm finally free.
Calvary's gift,
what a blessing,
has bought and paid for me.
Visions of the supernatural;
this mystical being.
A Father above the heavens,
blinded eyes kept from seeing.
Too soon. Not just yet,
can I look upon His face.
Trembling within,
I feel such disgrace.
None are worthy, says His word.
I know this is so.
Yet I cannot help feeling,
Withered and cold.
What did He see in me,
or in His creation,
that I should be a benefactor,
so beyond my station?
A hush has fallen,
when I think I might see...
Yes, my name is in the book
and the Son has called to me.
His eyes burn through mine
and I'm finally free.
Calvary's gift,
what a blessing,
has bought and paid for me.
