Dying to Self Lyrics


no razor shall be used or ever touch his head

with hardened hearts came oppression, bloodshed

born to deliver threat from the land

weak in the flesh, but strong in Thy hand

dying to self

serving all else

deny thyself

sanctify

dying to - self

dying - to self - to self

not yet revealing the secret of his strength

seven fresh bow strings undried at ends length

secured new bound ropes never once used

seven braids of hair all woven to the loom

dying to self

serving all else

deny thyself

sanctify

dying to - self

dying - to self - to self

eleven-hundred shekels of silver

each ruler gave to the deceiver

head shaved, eyes gouged, bound with bronze chains

sent to the prison to be mocked and grind grain

amongst the pillars there he stood against them

full was the temple filled with Dagon's men

"please O' Lord, give me strength"

"just once more, let me defeat"

"let me defeat!"

down came the walls crumbling

death came to all unfolding

dying to self he slew more than when he lived

dying to self he gained more than he had give

dying to self

serving all else

deny thyself

sanctify

magnify

testify

glorify

dying to - self

dying - to self - to self