I’m coming out the closet this year
I refuse to live in constant fear
That others will know that I lay claim
To that great and marvelously holy name
I’ll no longer pretend to be another good guy
Just praying enough to look good and get by
It will no longer bother me who knows or sees
If I fold my hands or bend my knees
I refuse to act ‘religious’ and pretend
Worried about whom I impress or offend
I will live out my faith as though seen by God alone
Coming out of the closet, knowing His blood did atone
Mark 8:38 Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my words in this adulterous and sinful generation; of him also shall the Son of man be ashamed, when he cometh in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.