In His Hands

My soul is in the hands of God, not earthly men on earthly sod,

I have been bought by His Son, through the blood of only One.

In the Son alone, I take my stand, securely in the Father’s Hand.

A life in Heaven, I’m assured, not through religion, but my Lord.



And when I pray, I pray to Him, not to another one also with sin,

For I have access to His Throne, and He calls me His very own.

Religion is not what I profess, and to a priest, I do not confess,

As I have a Priest high above, who died for me, moved by love.



Religion did not save my soul, for it was Christ, who died for all,

All religions were diminished, when The Son said “It is Finished”.

Now all the work has been done, upon the cross by God’s Son.

I do not give mere men praise, as the Cross of Christ I will raise.



Only by Grace I’ve been saved, from a heart that’s so depraved,

Through this Grace I received, it was God’s Truth that I believed.

Saving Truth that sets men free, a Truth that flows from Calvary,

Freed of man’s religious rules, which only create religious fools.



I only have one Father in Heaven; all others are Spiritual Leaven,

Part of the coming apostasy, built through eyes that cannot see.

With Christ there’s no uncertainty, regarding my place in Eternity,

For the moment I leave this place, I shall be greeted by His face.



Through my journey in this life, I fix my eyes upon Jesus Christ,

Who opened them and my heart, with a Hope for when I depart.

A Hope, not on religious emptiness, but on His Righteousness,

Righteousness from God above, to save me by a Savior’s love.



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