The Prophet

Oh dear God, there are vultures everywhere threatening to tear my heart apart.
Withdraw Yourself from me not even for a moment.
Oh how I fear all might be lost.
I've been down this road before,
I've been so lost.
I will not be afraid,
I was born for this.
I was born for You.
Surrounded by a million faces, all they know is fear.
All they know is doubt.
All they fear is death.
Death is not the worst that can happen to a man.
Oh how there's prophets, priests, teachers who preach
You with their lips.
Father, let us not turn our eye from the plow,
no matter the cost.
This world means nothing without
Christ at the crown.
Oh how I'd hate to think about everything
I'd be without
Grace upon the cross.
I can sing of Your love forever