young men emphatic with their "always" and " nevers"
and the rich men emboldened by successful endeavors
and the strong man is armored- they all think they are safe
but they all rot the same when they lay in their graves
its all nothing
I don't wanna find my life cause You say thats a deadly thing
I know everytime I try I always end up losing everything
so Father help me lose myself cause there are parts of me still holding on
just hide me in Your steps and lead me to the end
You're all that I need, all that I got, all that I want
and in the end may l die as the thief
my greatest joy that You'd hang there with me
blessed further still if my flesh could be made an object of grace
to walk behind, to die beside, then wake to find
my Lord, my love in paradise
so i'll boast in my weakness, You alone are my treasure
my life for You master, pour it out at Your pleasure
rage hell! come death! but still
i'll dwell with you for all my days
and there is nothing that can separate
yeah there is nothing
and in the end l will die as a thief
my greatest joy that You hang here with me
blessed further still that my flesh has been made an object of grace
to walk behind, to die beside, and wake to find
my Lord, my love in paradise
