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!