I told my Father I had given enough
I told Him that at least I had tried
He noted indeed that I’d done lots of stuff
Then He said, not enough till you’ve died
I frequented church, and offerings I gave
When I did wrong I quickly apologized
He told me that all that could not my soul save
Then He said, not enough till you’ve died
I am faithful to my family, I’m honest at work
My wife knows I do my best to provide
When it comes to responsibility I never do shirk
Then He said, not enough till you’ve died
He reminded me that even though His own Son
Healed the sick, raised the dead, had not implied
That such works were sufficient to get the job done
Then He said, not enough till you’ve died
I knelt down in prayer, again the usual kind
Listing things I should not be denied
The Holy Spirit spoke clear and straight to my mind
Then He said, not enough till you’ve died
Oh dear sinner, dear child, dear wandering saint
Captured as the world to you lied
God saw your good works full of sin’s darkest taint
Then He said, not enough till you’ve died
Die to your wishes, your desires for pleasure
To your arrogant nature and pride
Die to look good by your own measure
Then hear God say “live with me now that you’ve died”
Php 2:6 Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God:
Php 2:7 But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men:
Php 2:8 And being found in fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.
John 8:29 And he that sent me is with me: the Father hath not left me alone; for I do always those things that please him.