| And this world is our ring
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| and like Maximus Meridius I stand side by side with my brother
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| We fighten it as we press towards the mark of the High calling yea
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| And along the way we pray Father God chisel us,
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| And make us more like us
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| I fight myself daily Bro
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| Sometimes it just ain’t enough
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| Sometimes when the fight is on
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| Your boy feel like giving up
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| My flesh it be flaring up
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| It’s mission is to beat me down
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| Oh lord turn the fire come
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| Come brea-ea-eak me down
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| In a room full of other folks
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| I used to feel by myself
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| One look in the mirror and I wish I was somebody else
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| I know its the enemy but you could deliver me from the s-s-sin in me
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| Father God come and chisel me
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| I want to be your master piece
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| Woven in your tapestry
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| Prune me of dead weight
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| Take away my audasity
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| I’m shut in this wickedness
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| I’m sick of my sinfulness
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| I tried to prohibit this
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| But give in the my carcass tricks
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| I humble myself the best way I know how
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| I thought i could be righteous on my now
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| But I know now
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| Romans 5:11 I’m only reconciled through Christ
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| I know its going to hurt
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| But I need you to straight…
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| Chisel me Lord
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| Break down me with your love
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| Don’t spare your holy Rod
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| I know this pain will be tough
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| Chisel me Lord
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| Mold me to look like you
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| This isn’t easy but
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| Do what you gotta do
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| Chisel me Lord
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| Properly moving lord
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| This is proof of my lack of faith
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| And I know that this ain’t right but my life
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| But I don’t fight when enticed by my sin,
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| My delight should be in him
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| Me weakness cannot be denied
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| And I know that my theology’s nothing if not implied
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| Oh God
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| I know my doctrines, atonement to eschatology
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| But am I in love with you or in love with theology?
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| Lord I know its got to be the pride in me that’s sackin’me
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| This is hard to pray but if you love me God, then Chastity
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| Chisel me, I know that you’ve forgiven me
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| But I know that in livin’just ain’t living less you live through me
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| Break me lord and deliver me;
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| Take me Lord as from bended me
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| Shape me lord as you give to me
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| I’m thankful for the pain,
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| That you say you start and you finish it
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| Refined, and the burned through
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| Save me from the trash of my past and the sins I have returned to
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| It’s me again Oh lord
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| On my knees and right now I’m bearing witness
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| To the fact that I’m fallin again Oh lord please help me with this
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| I’m trying to get up out it but daily I struggle with it
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| I’m trying to change my ways, but father somehow I keep slipping
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| Caught up with all these struggles
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| Caught up with all this mess
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| Caught up with the way I’m living
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| So now I confess
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| That I need you more than ever
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| Please come and change my life
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| Chisel me, make me holy
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| Eyes open so I see right
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| I tried it on my own (own)
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| Foolish by works alone (alone)
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| A legal track that leaves you strapped
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| Like when you borrow loans
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| I tried to change my life without thinking of the son above
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| Father forgive me, draw me near thee
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| Please come show your holy love |