You Do as You Please

I am Joseph's brother.
I beat You with the anger that pumps my blood.
How much more evil that I thought what I was doing was good.
In return You fed me grace as You always would.
You do as You please. Who am I to disagree?
Locked in my mind toiling away. How hard I can work.
How easy I forget, You establish my steps.
I thought I'd chosen You, but if it were up to me,
Your ways would be...
I thought I'd chosen You, but if it were up to me,
Your ways would be my eternal sorrow.
You, in all power, foresaw my wandering impotence.
How I would cower. But beyond all measure,
You've become my strong tower.
Since I was chosen from nothing that I've done,
You've set good before me, despite not only what I will do,
even hoping not to, but my disbelief
that all will work for good,
because oh, the hard times. No one can stand against You.
No one can stop what You put in motion.
No one can finish what You started.
No one can walk on a storm in Your ocean.
No one can stand against You.
No one can stop what You put in motion.
No one can finish what You started.
No one can walk on a storm in Your ocean.
You will not be ignored.
Every knee will bow.
Ten Thousand years will have passed,
And we'll have just have heard that sound.
To the mightiest of all mankind:
you are the magnifying glass to an ant,
using His power to reign, but can't, on your own...
While He is, in a single flicker of a wing,
a humming bird creating a tsunami reaching
across the universe instantly, eighty times per second.
The cross has taught my heart to fear
By grace, that fear has come.
Before concerned of a life well lived.
Now by grace, He'll take me home.
Take me home.