Sobre Ele

How to ask for crowns to a King
Who stripped of His glory
How to demand riches from a King
Who had no place to lay His head

How to ask for honors from a God
Who made Himself cursed
And covered in shame out of love
How can I be like that
Wanting so much when He wanted
Nothing but to love me

And all His steps only tell me that what
He expects from me is renunciation
Is to die to myself, to take up my cross
And follow His steps

If I am not able to put to death
my desires, I can hardly be
Called one of His disciples

The simplicity He had in His gaze
And everything He did was just to love us
And reading about Him, singing about Him
I wonder where the essence has gone

His food was to do the will of His Father
And what deviated from that He left behind
My peace cost His punishment
For my sin He was crushed
Lamb of God, His name is Jesus

And between what I hear out there
And what I read about Him, I only find contrasts
We need to remember, return to the truth
Rethink some concepts

He didn't care about amassing riches
And in Him there was no beauty found
By His own He was rejected and harshly scourged
And handed over to die on a cross

And when I say I want to imitate Him
And be like Him
Am I aware of what that means?

The simplicity He had in His gaze
And everything He did was just to love us
And reading about Him, singing about Him
I wonder where the essence has gone

His food was to do the will of His Father
And what deviated from that He left behind
And I need to be like Him, and leave everything for Him
More than reading, speaking, I need to live Jesus

To live, to live Jesus
More than reading, speaking, I need to live