How you gonna reckon with a God like this? When you gonna face what you can't dismiss? Whatcha gonna say to the soul kiss that is my God? Fearsome like the sag in a fat man's chair. Sweeter than a patch of Rogaine hair. How do you define what you can't compare? This is my God. And there's no use explaining what can't be contained. I'm not following a God I can lead around; I can't tame this Deity. That's why Jesus is the final answer To who I want my God to be. He's who I want my God to be. How you gonna reckon with a God this great? Why you gonna measure what you can't equate? Whatcha gonna say to the checkmate that is my God? Stronger than the burn of an aftershave. Tender as a burger in your microwave. Rarer than the air in an empty grave. This is my God. How we gonna work this out? To fabricate a God like this, no doubt, We'd end up worshipping a Christ of our own design. But Jesus doesn't fit that profile; His ways aren't mine. I'm not following a God that's imagined. Can't invent this Deity. That's why Jesus is the final answer To who I want my God to be. He's who I want my God to be.Ты Царь сердца моего yạ bkẖt ạlạ̉wlạd wạlbnạt Tu sei Santo Díky za Tvůj kříž qạm wbqwẗ Сəни танымыр инсан ки, тəк Сəн Хиласкарсан جزء 4 Tu per me Свершилось Na kříži jsi, Jezu tichý
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