Wolves At The Gate

Lowly

Wolves At The Gate


Prisoned am I to this shell of the dust
It speaks of only fiction
That I could never trust
Captured alive in this sinful estate
Vexed am I to see
I do the things that I hate
Rip out the framework
Leave no stone unturned
Until my heart forgets
All that my flesh ever learned
Tear down the structure till nothing is left
God deliver me from this body of death

O wretched man, wretched man that I am
Lowly man, who can save
Such a wretch that I am?
Who can save such a man?
O wretched man, wretched man that I am
Lowly man, who can save
Such a wretch that I am?
Who can save such a man?

In light of this truth
"there is no good in me"
It causes all my soul to long for liberty
Be freed from my lies of death
Spared from the shame
No more this sinner's breath
Forsaking your name

I will be free
I will be free
I will, I will be free

Freed from my lies of death
Spared from the shame
No more this sinner's breath
Forsaking your name

Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah

O blessed man, blessed man that I am
Lowly man! you have saved
Such a wretch that I am
Blessed man that I am, lowly man!
You have saved such a man!

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