This is why we live and why we die.
This is why we laugh and why we cry.
to the sky I look at my face I look at my sin I look at his grace I look at my past he said it's a grace
And I will live on a part of the rest.
And now we work from the earth.
It was first, but I know it gets better because I couldn't get worse.
I was like a dad and my sin and my end was a place far away from a God full of hurt.
And I haven't changed.
I gotta move on.
I give you my thought.
I give you my songs, I give you my days I give you my nights, I give you my ways I give you my life, my life, my life
No, my rights are not my own.
No, my life is not my own.
No, even as I write the song, I forsake my ways, forsake my throne.
Christ reigns supreme.
Christ reigns the king.
I'm nothing without him.
How could I live?
Could I breathe?
My life is worthless without worship.
So now my purpose is in service.
This is certain.
We've been purchased.
We got to grow in truth of our God is perfect.
Worship is a life full of sin and curses, but Christ shed blood so that we can be
purchase.
Move past the pain.
Move past the hurt.
Move past the dead.
You're an issue of birth.
Move past the pain.
Move past the hurt.
Move past the dead, you're an issue, the birth, the birth
Bye.
