True Life

Deep inside our broken souls resides An innate desire, a longing for true significance So we try to produce within ourselves this satisfaction Through fleshly ways, destructive habits, and seductive premises Calming the intensive itch to place ourselves on a high pedestal Glory - we chase glory but this selfishness leaves us empty Crying out to the heavens why did someone not tell me... That pursuing my life leaves me to die? Death presides, enchained by my wickedness and lustful eyes Painfully I recognize that life is more than me, myself and I So I die to myself so that I may have abundant life In the Holy One, the perfect Savior, Jesus Christ