The Next Attempt

This is the next attempt,
Could be the last attempt,
There ain’t no telling how many days we got left in our tent;
Thank God in Heaven sent,
Us the New Testament,
And by the blood of Jesus, life in His new covenant.

So what’re you waiting for?
He’s knocking on the door;
He is one all of our souls were made to pine for.

Jesus created you,
He loves you through and through,
His desire is to hold you and give life anew.

Lay down your sin and shame,
Down here we all face blame,
But no one will be turned away from Jesus’ name.

This ain’t some hidden knowledge, it’s been clearly revealed,
Bring your broken, busted-down and lame to Jesus to be healed,
Because only by faith in Him are our sins repealed.

We will surely die if this truth we’re blunting:
Weak faith in a strong Branch is better than nothing,
And when we sever from the Vine it’s our growth we’re stunting.

Because in our fallen state we blunt and suppress the truth,
To see the bloody result of this in the world don’t take a sleuth,
And as we do this both our heels are pierced with Satan’s tooth.

But the Head Crusher came down to stomp the serpent’s maw,
He conquered death and devoured it when He unhinged His jaw,
Yelling out, “It’s finished!”, in our place He fulfilled the Law.

Now all who call to Christ in faith and repent of their sin,
Are forgiven, made new, raised to life, and to His arms brought in,
And because His arms were spread on the cross, now faced with death, we grin.

So make your next attempt,
Not like the last attempt,
Because the risen Christ, love, grace and peace to you has sent.
Believe in Him; repent,
His life for you was spent,
But then He rose up three days later so let’s follow Him.