I’ve come to the end and I’ve lost it
The need or desire for earthly profit
I’ve been readin the Isaiah Scripture’s prophet
I’m bowed low and humbled because I’m unfit
To walk on this cursed soil planet
From the garden in Genesis Adam and Eve made us misfits
No pain no gain none of man’s wealth do I need to attain
In the end I’m the one exposed in my unworthy shame
Life is a battle field with souls on the line it’s no Monopoly game
In the last of the of last days people use their gold to buy one piece of grain
To feed the emptiness in their stomachs and quell the hunger pangs
Stop tryin and strivin to get temporary things that will melt in the flame
Kings, presidents, and rulers have been set in place
It’s a divine appointment even if they spit in His face
He still offers His enemies mercy and grace
But they must humble themselves and consecrate their heart space
They lead the people of earth in a deadly and wicked rat infested race
There is hope for them all but I can’t be found in an expensive palace
In the final evaluation it’s God that will judge me
You will be judge by Him too but there’s a freedom key
Salvation that comes through repentance but you must humbly
Turn from the wickedness of your live it can’t be bought with money
There’s nothing perfect in the is life and if you make turn to Christ I can guarantee
This life might not get easier but we don’t live for now we look to eternity.