February 18, 2019

• Dead Man Walking

  (c) 2019 James Heald
  --chant royal--

  I am a dead man walking
  streets littered with broken dreams
  no amount of sweet talking
  will silence the frightened screams
  of people lost without hope
  ready to swing by the rope
  as I stand here in the rain
  I hear the voice of their pain
  behind them are better days
  days that will come back again
  once their hearts are set ablaze

  God is a consuming fire
  who sent His Son after me
  consequences were dire
  for telling Him let me be
  He told me take up my cross
  then count life as total loss
  you know I killed Him for it
  but His love was infinite
  I chose to accept His grace
  with His light my path is lit
  with His strength I run the race

  with Christ I am crucified
  I am dead, buried, and gone
  for He crossed the great divide
  and became my Liaison
  with my Father in heaven
  the Creator of all men
  He loves with a mighty love
  as He reigns from up above
  and I, this dead man walking,
  live in the light of His love
  my actions do the talking

  keep the commandments of God
  hold to the faith of Jesus
  His word is the shepherd's rod
  on Him should be my focus
  I bear His great commission
  here I complete my mission
  where He leads I will follow
  even into the shadow
  of the valley of my death
  where I will meet my Hero
  and then breathe my final breath

  I am a dead man walking
  called from darkness into light
  I am a dead man stalking
  corridors of endless night
  in valleys of decision
  deception and delusion
  I share my testimony
  and find this serenity
  in the darkest of places
  knowing that the blind will see
  joy will light up their faces

  • 9:34 pm
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