Wicked Man

I despise that wicked man
Day and night he boasts of zeal
He devises evil plans
Well aware of the pain they deal
He's a wolf dressed as a lamb
Yet he's crafty like a fox
He is clad with blood soaked hands
And his heart is filled with rocks

Oh Lord destroy that wicked man
He doesn't need a second chance
Please don't delay - lift up your hands
But in my pride I didn't see
That wicked man was much like me

Future plans supply his thoughts
Thus he has no room for God
Pride and envy chart his course
While friends and family come third and forth
He is blessed beyond his dreams
Yet he still finds more he needs
Day by day he wastes time
On the worthless things of life

Oh Lord destroy that wicked man
He doesn't need a second chance
Please don't delay - lift up your hands
But in my pride I didn't see
I was wishing that on me

Every man has fallen short
Of the glory God imparts
The only thing that justifies
Is the precious blood of Christ
It is the precious blood of Christ

Oh Lord destroy my wicked pride
Restore my heart and heal my eyes
I don't deserve your sacrifice
But you give mercy to the world
Your grace abounds from shore to shore



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Tackett
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