HB - Loaded

Do i need a god still in these days?
I'm used to walking my ways
So i only seek his face when i am weighed down
Then i turn away

I have everything
The fear of god is fading
One of these days i may cross the gulf
Of no turning back

He shall let me fall to the hands of my old enemies

Do we need to be always so loaded to turn to the god who's love
Is our hope in our saviour, so small
Can we see that our ways lead away from the wisdom of fearing god
And a faith without deeds makes
Land dry, land die

What wisdom i have in my eyes
As i give up his truth for lies?
How could man outwit his own creator?
Learn by what you see
A father will correct
Those who are his dearest
So that one day i might enter his grand kingdom up on high

There i will know how to praise him for burdening me

Chorus

Maybe i need to be tested so that i will be set for the time when he comes
Then jesus takes his victorious place
It has to come to pass
The word of god will be filled