I hear you say “by faith alone,” is how I come to you;
Why then must I please these men with things they say to do?

They tell me this; they tell me that, to get me to believe;
Yet all along the devil’s plan, is to use them to deceive.

You come, you knock, I know you’re there, I hear you call my name;
But I cannot come while I believe their lies, my guilt, my shame.

I know, Lord, I hear You, but I can’t answer right away;
There are some things that I must do to first prepare my way.

I know you say it’s your concern, and yet I see no change;
There are WAY too many things that I first must rearrange.

“Help me, Lord," I cried out, “to know what I must do;
To finally, and fully, give my life to you.”

And God said to my spirit, “there’s nothing, you can do;
Those men to whom you’re listening have not a clue!”

My Son I sent for you, my child, your debt's no longer due;
Forgive yourself as I have, I did it ALL for you.”