Ready to Die

Times get hard. Satan sends his attack

He doesn't fight fair. He jabs his knife at your back.

Your palms get sweaty and the air gets heavy

The danger surrounds and you can't feel ready.

Ok. Now it's time for life to get real.

Now it's what you really want and not what you feel.

Are you sayin' Jesus name to add some comfort to your life

Or if the push came to shove could you stand up through the strife?

Did you give Him your life or are you living a lie?

Were it to end tonight could you accept no matter why?

This shit is bloody baby and its splattered with pain.

This life gets messy baby. After death comes the gain.

I'm not talkin' bout a resolution.

It's the resurrection.

It's a revolution.

This is radical baby are you ready to die?

If He was comin' today would you be ready to fly?

Would you be scared out your mind--like he'd expose your lie?

Or is it grace that you lean on, are you ready to die?

Before you think this rant is being self-righteous,

let me clear the air yo. I am not righteous.

I'm a sinner baby--more than you know.

I have been crazy since He said the word GO!

Am I ready to die? Well tonight I am,

But I've thought before that I was surely damned.

On the positive side, my faith is not in me.

After all that I've been through it could never be.

On the day that I stand before the throne,

I'm covered by the blood of Jesus Christ alone!

I'm not talkin' bout a resolution.

It's the resurrection.

It's a revolution.

This is radical baby are you ready to die?

If He was comin' today would you be ready to fly?

Would you be scared out your mind--like he'd expose your lie?

Or is it grace that you lean on, are you ready to die?