All the grown ups sayin

You better be prayin

And sayin

All the right little things

At the right little times

And I had it down

At least on the outside

I'd put my best side forward

I could smile with the best

And dress like the rest

Of the messed up chruch folk singin a song



Are you sitting down

With all your sin and shame all stored up

Are you ready to live

For what the law could not do

God did



Could it be that morality

Got the best of you and me

Got us thinking

That we're on the brink

Of a drink of the cup that's all filled up

With the cross havin eve a little to do with us

It was His day

It was His way

to the glory of His grace

Took our diease

Enough to please

The Father of lights

To bruise Jesus



Maybe dos and don'ts

Were made to show

How much we do

And ever make it



Romans 8:3