Living, or Living

I want to be a dead man
I want to preach to dying men;
Every man is either dying in his life
Or dying in His Life.
Ever man is either living this life
Or living for Christ;
There is no in-between.
You cannot live for the world
And for Jesus at the same time,
But you can be dead and alive
At the same time.
Dead with Christ
Alive in His resurrection
ALIVE!
Crucified,
Dead,
Buried,
Resurrected.
All together one
All together separate.
My sin is with Christ.
I'm dead with Christ.
Christ left me and my sin in hell
I live now
Only as much as Christ
Lives in me.
AND CHRIST LIVES POWERFULLY!

When We Find Our Knees

I left my old self
On the shores of the Jordan
The waters swallowed death
And I was reborn
The life before was
Dust and ashes
Until You looked my way and breathed
Now I'm standing in the masses
When I should be on my knees

I look all around me
See half-dead men and some stopped breathing
Others are alive but sleeping
We're all just waiting for You to say the Word
And You're waiting for us to start weeping
We want a movement for the ages
We want to be that generation
Who tastes not death until You we see
And You're patiently waiting
For us to find our way
Onto our knees

Have I ever thought I was the one
Who took the cross and won the war?
If the answer's no
Then why are my knees so fragile
And my feet so worn?
I ran away from You for miles
Now I'm asking that You let me join
As my will bends beneath the
Weight of the Heaven knowing Lord

Because my kingdom's crashing while
I've yet to see Yours come
Lay to waste my best intentions
Drain corruption from my lungs
That I might not breathe
Unless You teach me what that means
No more will I sing about Your love
Unless I live it in the streets