Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Equally Skilled

This is kind of a lazy post today, but this song always gets me, makes me stop and want to worship the God of the universe, who condescended to lower Himself to our level, walk around on this earth for a few years, and then suffer death for us.  It reminds me of how unworthy I am and how great He is.  

Equally Skilled, Jon Foreman

How miserable I am
I feel like a fruit picker who arrived here 
after the harvest
There's nothing here at all
There's nothing at all here that could placate my hunger

The godly people are all gone
There's not one honest soul left alive here on this planet
We're all murderers and thieves
Setting traps here for even our brothers

And both of our hands 
Are equally skilled
At doing evil
Equally skilled
At perverting justice
Both of our hands
Both of our hands

The day of justice comes
And is even now swiftly arriving
Don't trust anyone at all
Not your best friend or even your wife

For the son hates the father
The daughter despises even the mother
Look! Your enemies are right
Right in the room of your very household

And both of their hands are equally skilled
Equally skilled

No, don't gloat over me
For though I fall, though I fall
I will rise again
Though I sit here in darkness
The Lord, the Lord alone
He will be my light.

I will be patient as the Lord
Punishes me for the wrongs I've done against Him

After that He'll take my case
Bringing me to light and to justice
For all I have suffered

And both of His hands 
Are equally skilled
At ruining evil
Equally skilled
At judging the judges
Equally skilled 
At administering justice

Both of His hands
Both of His hands

Are equally skilled
At showing mercy

Equally skilled
At loving the loveless

Equally skilled
At administering justice

Both of His hands
Both of His hands

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