Song Lyrics

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© Bob Barra, 3-7-07

Verse:
I see the greater part of me,
Start to drift away;
I feel the cold within me;
I just don’t want to pray;

How can I turn from You?
You haven’t turned from me;
You have always been so true,
As that blood-stained tree

As that blood-stained tree!

Chorus:
Stab me in the front
With Your loving grace;
With the chastening of Your Spirit,
I stand before Your face;

Stab me in the front,
And let Your love come to me;
Pierce me with the loving truth,
Like Your hand against the tree;

Verse:
I hold my face to the dirt,
To seek the fear of God;
Confessing pride from my side;
Your Spirit starts to prod;

It hurts down deep inside,
When I’m far from You;
It’s my pride, so gaping wide,
Resisting what You do;

Resisting what You do!

Repeat Chorus

Bridge:
The discipline of Your love
Is my velvet hammer;
My guarding Father from above
Won’t let my ways stammer;
You’re my God, my loving Friend,
You’re kind, yet You’re blunt;
Keep me in truth to the end,
And stab me in the front;

And stab me in the front!

Repeat Chorus

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