3. The Fake.

(Prov. 6:16-19; Ps. 41:9; Matt. 14:21; 16:18; 16:23; 26:44-56; Isa. 40:3; Zech. 1:3)

Am I the one to build your church upon? Behind these haughty eyes is Satan disguised?

For who do I sing these songs?

Two cock crows in the dead of the night. My eyes meet the Son, exposing the lies.

Why do my prayers ramble on?

Three times denied You look inside. The frozen truth, for You, I would not die.

It seems strange it’s been so long, Am I a dissolvable stone?

Surely, not I? Surely, not I?

Truly, am I the Fake?

Am I for You today, against You tomorrow? One fatal kiss, thirty coins to borrow.

Did I take in remembrance of Thee?

Like the five thousand fed, I shared your bread. Woe unto me, I’m better off dead.

Why do I raise my heel against Thee?

Six days it takes to make one called me. What I’ve got to do, I’ll do quickly.

If I strike the Shepherd’s keep, Will His followers all flee?

Seven things the Lord detests. A voice cries from the wilderness,

“Return to Me, and I will return to you”.